SONGS OF ZION.  
Set for the joy of gods dear ones, who sit here by the brooks of this world's Babel, & weep when they think on Jerusalem which is on high.  
By W. L.  Let the word of god devil in you plenteously in all wisdom teaching, & admonishing your own selves in Psalms, & Hymns, & spiritual songs, singing with a grace in your hearts to the lord. Colos. 3. 16.  

To all such of the Congregation both men, women, and children o●… discretion that are of the English nation▪ residing at Hamborough that seek, & serve god in sincerity without hypocrisy or faction.  Grace be given in Christ 
BLessed, & beloved in the lord. The Christian sobriety▪ & comfortable charity which I observed in my table brothers occasioned the composing of these hymns. It was their goodness to make them public for the benefit of others also. They are all divine songs, yea from meditations of the scripture are they drawn. If you shall use them in your private families to gods glory, ●…ur own solace, & to the instruction, ●…edification of your children I have ●…e end of my desire. Receive them as ●…e symptoms of my soul's affection the general advancement of god's ●…uice, to the private consolation of you your children, & to the praise, and ●…nour of our own mother tongue. ●…us in the midst of many harsh ●…mes of grudge, and despite I have ●…arned to tune the songs of Zion. For which I praise god, and shall never ●…ase to pray for your blessedness in the ●…uing mercies of jesus Christ his ●…uours. resting  
Yours in the lord W. L.   

An hymn or song.  
Of seven strains, or strings ●…et to the tone of seven sobs, and sighs of a seven times seven s●…d soul for sin, and is to be sung i●… the tune of  I life mine hart to thee. PSAL 25 or. Fly soul unto thy rest. Seven times a day will I pray to thee o god, and will prâise thee o lord for thy great gifts, and good graces, both to me, and mine PSALM CXIX. 
When the spirit of man doth sigh and sob to god, and is lift up on high, the spirit of god doth bow itself to man in joy, and peace.  
CYPRIAN.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. ●…OHN POWELL one of ●…he assistants of the worthy company of the Merchant's Adventurers residing at Hamborough.  Grace, peace, & mercy be multiplied in Christ jesu. 
WOrthy friend. When julian the Apostate infested the church of god, sometimes by barbarous cruelty, & sometimes by devilish policy, among other his wicked practices that was not the least, nor the last when ●…e interdicted the christians all use of books, both privately, & publike●… for their children to learn except Poetry. It pleased almighty god in that distress of his church to stir up a learned man one Apollinarius a singular Metaphrast to put into heroical Greek verse all the psalms of David by which blessing the children of god had use, and comfort of that excel lent book of the psalm, & the tyrant's decree took no hold of them, because now it was become divine poesy, & poetry they might read. Which shows unto us gods especial, & singular providence for his church upon all occasions. And now albeit (god be blessed) there is no cause to complain either of any such Apostatical power, for we have an Apostolical king, nor of any such wicked policy, for we have had kings, & Queens nursing fathers, & nursing mothers of our church; yet in these Hal●…yon days of ours I have presumed to metaphrase some passages of David psalms as an Essay to know whether we might express our hearts to god in our holy soliloquies by monasillables in our own mother tongue, or no. It being a received opinion amongst many of those who seem rather to be judicious, then capricious, that heretofore our english tongue in the true idiom thereof consisted altogether of Monasillables, until it came to be blended, and mingled with the commixture of Exotique languages. And I myself have seen all the lord prayer used in the time of john Wickleefe to be expressed in words of one syllable. And because gods children did reckon seven times seven years before they could enjoy their year of jubilee. I have made allusion in this little Essay to tune forth seven times seven sad sobs for sin, that when we have spent the remainder of our wretched days of our pilgrimage here, god may in his mercy wipe away all tears from our eyes, & bring us to our eternal jubilee in his glorious kingdom. Which god grant to you, to me, & to all Christian people for his own rich mercy sake, and the satisfactory merits of jesus Christ our lord Amen.  
Written from my study within the English house at Hamborough Jan. 24.  
Yours because you are of Christ. WILL: LO.   


The first strain.  

1.  
LOrd hear my suit, my plaint,  
That my soul makes to thee.  
Lord in thy truth one look of grace  
Grant in thy love to me.   

2.  
Lord see the moan I make,  
Look on me in thy grace  
Let not my sighs come back in vain  
But show to me thy face,   

3.  
Lo I was borne in sin.  
My kind, my shape, my all,  
My stock, my flock, myself from birth  
O Lord from thee did fall.   

4.  
And I poor soul am set  
In grief, in pain, in woe,  
My sins come on, my soul doth faint,  
O quit me of my foe.   

5.  
My sins the hairs do pass  
That are set on my head,  
My hart doth fear, and faint, and fail  
And I am as one dead.   

6.  
Thus go I grieved, and gourd,  
And fret in hart, and spirit  
Thus am I faint with fear, & death  
My sins they do me fright.   

7.  
The deeds that I have done  
Are set in view of eye.  
My faults, my thoughts, my sin my shame  
Thy laws thy looks do spy.    

1. SIGHE.  
O that my thoughts, words, works and ways were made so strait, and right, that I might keep thy laws 〈◊〉 lord all the days, & nights of my whole life so should I be clear, & clean from the guilt of sin, & shame.   

The second strain.  

1.  
O God if thou shouldst waighe  
My ways, and take a view,  
●…ould not scape thy rod, thy wrath  
I should in woe it rue.   

2.  
●…iudge me not I pray,  
O shield me from my fall,  
●…r in thy sight none just doth live  
No none I say at all.   

3.  
●…rge is thy love to me,  
For it with thee I treat  
●… grant me it for Christ his sake  
'Gainst sins so huge, so great.   

4.  
O Christ what wight doth know?  
His sin, & faults of life  
O cleanse me from my sins at once  
Which are in me most rife.   

5.  
And keep me lord I crave  
Lest sins do o'er me sway,  
So shall I then be free, and fain,  
To keep thy law for aye.   

6.  
This lord of thee I beg  
To thee I hold up hands,  
And hart, & soul, both thirst, & gape  
As doth the drought in lands.   

7.  
As maids do watch, and wait,  
On Queens some grace to have  
So do I lord both day, and night  
For grace both beg, and crave.    

2. SIGHE.  
O that there were such an hart i●… me to fear thee, & to keep all th●… laws that it might go well with me & mine for aye.   

The third strain.  

1.  
LOrd turn thee to thy grace  
That once thou show'dst to me  
O save me not for my good acts  
I seek, I sue to thee.   

2.  
My soul why dost thou faint?  
And art with grief so pressed?  
My hart, my mind, why do you thus  
Fret ●…ore within my breast.   

3.  
Trust soul to god for aye,  
And thou the time shalt see  
When thou shalt think, & thank him still  
For health, & peace to thee.   

4.  
For why his wrath doth last,  
A space, and then doth slack  
But in his face, & grace for aye,  
Thou canst not joy long lack.   

5.  
Though gripes, and griefs full sor●…  
Do lodge with thee all night  
Yet joy, and grace shall be at hand  
Ere that the day be light.   

6.  
The lord is kind, and meek  
When we do make him grieve,  
He is full slow his wrath to show,  
Great grace he doth us give.   

7.  
And lo what love good men  
To their own seed do bear,  
Like grace the lord doth show to such  
As searue him in his fear.    

3. SIGHE.  
O that I had wings like a dove (my sweet love) that I might fly hence to thee, & so be at rest both in mind, in thought, in hart, in soul, and in mine whole.   

The fourth strain.  

1.  
THE lord that made me knows  
My shape my mould my lust  
●…we weak, how vain, how frail, how fond,  
And that I am but dust.   

2.  
god in me set up  
A pure hart in thy sight,  
●…d eke in all my parts let be  
A good, and meek sweet spirit   

3.  
With thy sweet spirit of power  
Cure thou o lord my sore,  
And I shall teach the good, and ill  
To bow to thy sweet lore.   

4.  
My soul doth pant, and bray  
Mine hart is near at rest  
●…t seeks to know thy law thy will,  
And what may please thee best.   

5.  
O would it might thee please  
My ways to set in right  
That I might both in hart, and deed.  
Thy laws to keep in sight.   

6.  
O lord I do tend still  
My days, my time to serve  
That I, nor mien may have a thought  
From thy laws once to swerve   

7.  
O save me then o god,  
Look on me with thy health  
For that I rate at such a price  
More than the wide world's wealth    

4. SIGHE.  
O let the words of my mouth, the thoughts of my hart, the tune of my voice, & touch of my tongue be ever in thy sight o lord as a sweet smell for Christ his sake both at morn, Eve, & none day.   

The fifth strain.  

1.  
WIth joy lord of the Just  
Let my poor soul be fraught  
That I may live in peace, and glee,  
And free from all that's naught   

2.  
Lord keep me for in thee  
I stay, and stand and feed  
Thou art my god, and of my goods  
O lord thou hast no need   

3.  
I give them to the Saints  
That in the world do devil  
Yea to the folk of faith, and love  
Whose care is to do well.   

4.  
My hart is pressed for aye,  
And eke my tongue is so  
I will raise up my soul in song  
In spite of hell, and foe.   

5.  
To praise my god that hath  
Showed love and life to me,  
And made me scape both blood, & blow  
And so did set me free.   

6.  
O lord what shall I pay  
To thee for this thy grace  
I vow to thee, myself, my life  
My love, and all my race.   

7.  
Grant lord I beg, and pray  
In thee that we may rest  
So shall our souls sing to thy praise  
And aye in thee be blest.    

5. SIGHE.  
O my god why art thou gone from me, and why dost thou hide th●… sweet face from my prayer for seek thee, & sue to thee with all m●… hart, and that thou know'st full well.   

The sixth strain.  

1.  
MY soul give praise to god  
My spirit shall do the same,  
●…d all the parts of hart, and mind  
Shall praise for aye his name   

2.  
●…ue thanks for all his gifts  
Show soul thyself most kind,  
●…d let not his good deeds to thee  
Once slip out of thy mind   

3.  
●…e quit thee of thy faults  
He rid thy life from death  
●…is good, his grace doth wait on thee  
His word doth give thee breathe   

4.  
If thou wert brought to grave,  
And turned to mould, & dust  
Yet he will give thee life in store  
As he to thee is just.   

5.  
Teach me then, lord to know  
Thy law, thy love, thy lore,  
Thy works, thy words, as signs▪ seal●…  
I'll lay them up in store   

6.  
O day of joy to me  
When I learnt first to know  
How for to scape myself, my sin●…  
And hell that is so low   

7.  
I give mine all to thee,  
My bud my branch, my fruit  
I beg of thee, o lord, my god  
To grant to me my suit.    

6. SIGHE.  
O my god to thy hands I give ●… spirit thou hast been a pledge for m●… and that to death o god. Thou art th●… the god both of my health, life, & r●… for aye.   

The seventh strain.  

1.  
O Lord thou hast me tried,  
And day by day dost know  
〈◊〉 thoughts, my words, my looks my deeds,  
My sighs, my groans, my woe.   

2.  
●…y bones they are not hid  
Thou knewst them all each one  
●…r in thy note they were all written  
Each joint, and bone, by bone,   

3.  
●…ie still, and search mine hart,  
My thoughts prove day, & night  
●…d if the ill do touch me lord  
O lead me to the right.   

4.  
●…r thou canst rule my reins  
As when I was in womb.  
giude me in this life of mine,  
And rest me in my tomb.   

5.  
Keep me from men that muse  
Of blood of bane of ill,  
O let me think of thee o lord,  
And how to do thy will.   

6.  
So shall no shame me taint  
My corpse, my goods, my nam●…  
So shall I rest in joy, and peace,  
And touch no blot of sham●…   

7.  
So shall thy folk for me,  
Be glad, and sing thy praise,  
So shall myself, my seed, my so●…  
Be thine in all my days.    

7. SIGHE.  
O let not my suit come in 〈◊〉 to thee, but hear o my god, an●… to my soul I am, and will be thy 〈◊〉 from hell, thy port from the sea of 〈◊〉 world, and will bring thee to the●…▪ of bliss.    

A month's mind.  
●…o Think on death, & muse 〈◊〉 the grave, that the fear of death ●…ay not be fierce when Christ shall call us out of this world, & is to be song in the tune of.  
I said I will look to my waie  PSALM XXXIX. death I will be thy death (saith ●…rist) for he is the death of death, the ●…eath of sin, the life of man, & the breath of god for man to live there in world with out end. 
HAMBOROUGH Januarij 24. 1620.   

To his much respected good friend Mr. THOMAS BARKER one of ●…e assistants of the worthy company ●…f the Merchant's Adventurers residing at Hamborough.  The blessing of both world's in ●…rist jesus. 
Well-beloved. There is nothing more comfortable to a spiritual minded mā●…n to muse, & meditate of his ●…arture hence into the blessed ●…t of Christ in the other life: ●… to a wordling that would ●…ld up a rest for his body here, & ●…g a requiem to his soul in this ●…le of tears nothing is more fearful, & hideous then for hi●… to hear death spoken of. We m●… therefore examine ourselves whether we can sing a song of●… in this exile, and banishment, whther we can solace ourselves, in hymns, & songs of our ends, a●… departure hence. For we m●… hence Nothing more sure, but t●… time when, the place where, 〈◊〉 the manner how Nothing mor●… unsure. It is sufficient that g●… telleth us our life is but a flov●… that fadeth, an hour th●… passeth a shadow that depart●… a vanity that vexeth, a moment t●… warneth, a nothing when w●… have done all we can. For ●… thoughts, our faults, our purpos●… our projects, our loves, our liu●… when our breath departet●… perisheth in the twinkling of O then let us meditate, & muse ourselves, and sing, & say to our ●…les, that our end, & the last ●…ings are not the least, but the best ●…ngs that we can consider of to ●…rtifie us, & make us meet for ●…e saving mercies of god in Christ, which I recomend you in my ●…arest love, & rest.  
Yours in life, & death. W. LO.   


The first muse.  

1.  
●…Eare soul thou hast thought of thy end  
And now muse on the way,  
●…he first part is a life well spent,  
The last is death's doom's day.   

2.  
●…all I call that the way of woe  
By which we pass to bliss?  
sure there is no way but that  
To bring me where Christ is.   

3.  
●…nd what is death now dost thou think?  
But down with all the sticks,  
●…f which this earth, & tent of ours  
Is made, that 'gainst god kicks.   

4.  
●…eath is the farewell of old friends,  
Till they meet to be blest,  
●…eath is the judge to quit from jail,  
The soul that longs for rest.   

5.  
Death makes the corpse of cla●… 〈◊〉 slee●…  
But wakes the soul to see,  
Death pays the debt, & tears th●… bo●…  
And all to set thee free.   

6.  
There is a death of deaths my soul  
The death of hell, and woe,  
But Christ his death hath paid fo●… th●…  
His word doth tell thee so.   

7.  
O Christ my soul doth think on th●…  
And thanks thee day, and nigh●…  
That thou hast r●…d me from this deat●…  
By thy great power, and might.    

1. THOUGHT.  Thy Christ o soul hath set the●… free who through fear of death wer●… all their life time in bonds and thrall. HEB. 2. 15.  

The second muse.  

1.  
●… Muse my soul sith thou art safe,  
Get home even to thy rest,  
●…r god to praise in songs, & psalms  
I hold it for the best.   

2.  
●…y soul how canst thou fear to go  
In steps where Christ hath been;  
●…e hath to grave led thee the way  
O then leave of to sin.   

3.  
●…or hire of sin is death, and grave  
To death are deep fell ways;  
●…here needs no kinues, no cords, no swords,  
It comes on nights, and days.   

4.  
●…ne by a slatt, a fly, a grape,  
One by a bit of meat  
●…ne by the air, a flower, a thorn  
Comes to his doom so great.   

5.  
Why then my soul fear not th●… dea●…  
The sting of it is lost  
The bed of grave is sweet, and safe  
Through Christ his care, & cost.   

6.  
Our sin made death our foe at last  
Our friend Christ hath it made;  
By death we pass the port of rest  
When all things else do fade.   

7.  
What if this giude do lead my corpse  
Through grave both dark & fell ●…  
Whiles at that time my soul doth live  
And with my Christ doth dw●…ll.    

2. THOUGHT.  O my soul joy, & be glad for thy Christ hath made thee say to death, o death where is thy death, o grave where is thy power. 1. COR. 15. 55.  

The third muse.  

1.  
WHat if my friends do mourn for me  
And sob, and sigh in moan;  
What if my seed do cry, and roar,  
And grieve, and wail, and groan?   

2.  
This while my soul sees him that was  
Once dead but now doth live,  
And that for aye my Christ in god,  
My lord that life doth give.   

3.  
What care I who doth shut mine ●…ies  
When death doth make me see  
As I am seen of god in Christ  
And then with him shall be.   

4.  
What if my life the world do not  
Set out in words, of fame  
Whiles I live with the god of life  
What care I for the same.   

5.  
If death showld still be foe to me  
He harms but my worst part,  
My best part far out of his reac●…  
Scorns both his ruth, and dar●….   

6.  
And more than this my corpse once dea●…  
Feels no more sting of death,  
But then my soul is free, and lives  
In god by Christ his breath.   

7.  
Now than my soul sich thou do●… bea●…  
Two things wrapped up in breast  
Let each part turn, and go, & se●…  
His seat, his scite, his rest.    

3. THOUGHT.  O god they that dwelled in a dark place by thee have seen the light, & they that walked in the shade of death tho●… hast brought them to the light with great joy, & peace. ESAY. 9 2.  

The fourth muse.  

1.  
Shrink not dear soul at sight of death  
Nor faint thou at gods call  
●…owe oft hast thou hard bells to pass  
For friends, for foes, for all.   

2.  
●…owe oft hast thou the sick bede seen  
Of wights in woe most rife  
●…owe oft have things been done to death  
And all to give thee life.   

3.  
●…nd canst thou hope that some way else  
For thee is made in sense  
When kings, & priests, & rich, & poor  
And all must thus go hence   

4.  
●…asse on my soul, & sing, & joy  
In god that makes the grave,  
A place for thee to pass to bliss  
And knows what thou wouldst have.   

5.  
How oft hast thou seen eyes f●… clo●…  
And heard by dint of sword  
How oft vain men in field ha●… foug●…  
In fence of a vain word   

6.  
What then now dost thou fear my soul●…  
The stage of death is bed,  
And grave that rests our bones in pea●…  
That here on earth have fed   

7.  
Let them fear death whose hart, & mind  
Is more sick than their face  
How canst thou fear since now thy Christ  
Hath shed his blood for grace.    

4. THOUGHT.  O give me light that am set in a dark place, & shade of death, and giude me by thy good grace oh Christ to the way of peace. LUCK. 1. 79.  

The fifth muse.  

1.  
WHat loss is this sweet soul to lose  
This corpse this flesh, this skinn?  
●…hen thou shalt win thy god in Christ,  
Thyself fred from thy sin.   

2.  
●…hen thou shalt see the souls the Saint's  
●…n joy, in rest, in bliss  
●…hē thou this world a sea of sin  
A sink, a sty, shalt miss?   

3.  
●… change most blest for thee to know  
To rid thee of these rags.  
●…nd thyself clad in robes of state  
In spite of death his brags.   

4.  
●…his skin, this shame, this dust, this dung,  
This earth, this mire, this clay  
●…all shine as sun in rays of rest  
When thou shalt see that day.   

5.  
Thine eyes that were full sad to 〈◊〉  
Thine oft, and ill done deeds;  
Shall then see Christ still in thy sigh●…  
Where grace, & good still feeds.   

6.  
These ears that hear the ruth & rag●…  
Of tongue, as hit as hell;  
Shall then the voice of Christ sh●… hea●…  
And saints with him that devil   

7.  
And then this tongue that now dot●… pla●…  
Of grief, of woe, of gall  
Shall tune a part in that sweet qui●…  
With Christ, with saints, with a●…    

5. THOUGHT.  O my soul thy Christ hath taken part with flesh, & blood, that by deat●… he might beat down him that had th●… power of death. HEB. ●…. 14.  

The sixth muse.  

1.  
●…Owe what is death then say my soul  
Is't not a sleep in grave?  
●…ey that did feel the worst of it  
The style of sleep it gave.   

2.  
●…d ask thy corpse, o my sweet soul  
When full with toil of day,  
●…it hath not been glad to rest  
As cloyed with a foul way.   

3.  
●…nd now in this sweet sleep of death  
Thou art sure to be blest  
●…hy like a child wilt thou not go  
To this thy bed thy rest?   

4.  
●…idst thou ere see a bird in cage,  
Sit still with in the grate?  
●…hat might fly forth to woods, to groves  
To meet his love, his mate?   

5.  
Did Paul when god his gyves 〈◊〉 bu●…  
And rid him out of jail?  
Cry out, & say, not yet o lord  
I do not like this bail.   

6.  
Paul slept betwixt two that did 〈◊〉 keep  
But when that he was free  
And rid from jail did he once tu●…  
To jail those bonds to see.   

7.  
O my sweet soul didst ere thou ●…  
At sea men sing their song●…  
And when to land they ●…āe did gr●…  
And tell their friends of wrong●…    

6. THOUGHT.  O hear me o lord, my god, & 〈◊〉 light to mine eyes lest I sleep the 〈◊〉 of death. PSAL. 30. 3.  

The seventh muse.  

1.  
●…st thou o soul no mind to rest  
In all thy pain, and toil?  
〈◊〉 wilt thou still go on, & drudge  
〈◊〉 lot on sea, on soil.   

2.  
●…ve oft have wights in woe, & grief  
〈◊〉 ought death to ease their pain  
●…h death found thee, & wilt thou not  
●…o go from grief be fain   

3.  
●…th name of death the fright my soul  
●…hat if men call sleep death  
●…lt thou be afraid to close thine eyes  
●…r fear to lose thy breath.   

4.  
●…hat hurt will come to thee by that  
The first man was in sleep  
●…ē god a wife made him for help  
The man in joy to keep.   

5.  
And what if now thy god forth  
Whilst thou dost sleep in gra●…  
Doth make thy soul a spouse Ch●…  
His face, his grace to have   

6.  
My death o soul but parts the fr●…  
That each hath led the way,  
And now shake hands but for sp●…  
Till meet in rest thy may.   

7.  
Go then my soul to this sure gai●…  
Part with a friend a space  
The time will come when this ●… d●…  
Shall see thy Christ his face.    

7. THOUGHT.  The due of sin my soul is d●… & grave, & hell. but the gift of god is l●… joy, and bliss by Christ my lord, & god ROME, 6. 13.  

The eight muse.  

1.  
TEll me my soul was thou not loath  
At first to join with me?  
●…hy now art loath to part with that,  
Which much woe let's thee see.   

2.  
●…ost thou not hear the wise to say,  
The day of death is chief;  
●…d is more good than day of birth  
Which brings thee woe, & grief,   

3.  
●…ost not thou trust the wise man's words  
On throne in state in glee,  
●…at thus did say of death, & birth  
Then hark thou once to me.   

4.  
●…he lord of life that known death's force  
Doth say that they are blest  
●…hat die in god, our lord, our Christ  
And from their woes have rest.   

5.  
O death how sweet is that th●… rest  
To wights in vale of tears  
How sweet is thy grim face to those  
That live in woe, & fears?   

6.  
O soul what man is so fell mad,  
And so in soul cast down?  
To hide himself in base things here  
To lose by them a crown   

7.  
My soul then see, & say in fine  
With men of gods own lore.  
For me to die it is more good  
Then live on this ville shore.    

8. THOUGHT.  O my soul if by one man's sin death did reign by one, much more they which have much grace, & the gift of faith shall reign in life by one Christ my lord and god. ROME 5. 17.  

The ninth muse.  

1.  
WHat ails thee o my soul, my dear,  
Such face, such fear to show?  
Now death do come to cite thee home  
Is all thy faith, but due   

2.  
Is death so fierce, so fell, to eyes,  
To thoughts that was so free;  
It is a shame to thee my soul  
Thou dost no more Christ see.   

3.  
Where is thy faith? in words thou couldst  
Call oft for death in life  
Is all but talk? is all but smoke?  
Where is thy hope so rife?   

4.  
Hath thy sweet Christ now sent for thee  
And art thou loath to go?  
Rouse up thyself for shame o soul  
And do not serve him so.   

5.  
O lord raise up this hart of mine  
That faints, & droops in death  
O that I might thy cup once taste,  
And live in thy sweet breath.   

6.  
The spirit would come, but fles is wea●…  
Lord help this guest of thine,  
And rid her from this flesh of sin  
Which is a brood of mine.   

7.  
I come to thee, o lord I come  
Streach forth thine hand to me▪  
O death, o grave where is thy sting  
My crowene, my god I see.    

9 THOUGHT.  They are blessed that have a p●…t i●… the first life for on such the last dea●… shall have not strength but they shall b●… priests of god, and of Christ. Apoc. 20. 6.  
FINIS.   

Alls Paul's Prayers.  
Metphrased into words of one syllable of great Britain's language, & are to be used by a devout Christian soul in his private soliloquies, & holy solaces with his god.  
And are set to the tune of I love the lord because my voice.  PSALM CXVI. O lord my god thou hast brought up my soul out of the grave & thou didst hold me from those that go down to the pit.  

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. NICHOLAS BACKHOUSE ●…archant one of the assistants of the worthy company of the Merchant Adventurers residing at Hamborough.  The joy of jerusalem, & peace of Zion. 
MUch endeared. The chiefest parts of gods service are either prayer ●…r praise Prayer for what we want. Praise in thanks giving for what we have received.  
The sweet singer of Israel in his heavenly composed hymen's useth ●…oth to pray to god, & to praise ●…od. I need not recomend unto you prayer I hope you use it as I know you do publicly so I doubt no●… but you use it also privately Preaching is gods speech to you Prayer is ours to him. Preaching belongs to me, I preach to you ●… your pastor, & pray for you also Prayer belongs to you to pray for me, yourself, all yours, all go●… children. For the manner how no●… better precedent, no more perfect pattern, than S. Paulls practice 〈◊〉 his prayers, which I have here metaphrased for you in the syllables of your own mother tongue. Go●… the father is the object of your prayers, & praises. God the son the presenter of them as the only master of requests in heaven. Go●… the holy ghost the very breath 〈◊〉 your prayers, the simle of you●… soul. Use this blessed exercise both of prayer, & praise. Be in love with it, & god will love you. To which love of his in this model of my best love to you I recomend your well disposed thoughts in the saving mercies of Christ jesus your lord, & mine. Resting  
To be required by you, or your friends in Christ's service W: LO.   


Eph. 1. 16. The first Prayer.  

1.  
I cease not to give thanks to thee  
O god my god most just  
For all thy gifts of grace, & love  
To us that live in dust   

2.  
And lord I crave a glimpse of light  
In Christ my lord thy son  
That so my faith may see that sight,  
And to it still may run.   

3.  
That I may know thy beck thy call  
My hope, my help, my all.  
That I may have thy power, & strength  
To help me when I fall.   

4.  
For thou o god hast made us see  
What thou hast wrought in love  
For thy sweet spouse thy church thy wife  
Thy joy, thy simle, thy dove.   

5.  
For thou hast set our Christ, o god  
At thy right hand to shine  
And thou to that place wilt us bring  
For that dear love of thine.   

6.  
O god thou laidst my Christ fu●… low  
With in the earth so dark  
But thou didst raise him up on high  
And settst him as a mark.   

7.  
On which we fix our eyes of faith  
Our hearts, our minds, our love  
O bring us all to him sweet god  
That is our dear, our dove.   O god my hart is fixed on thee, and my tongue shall sing, & give praise to thy name for aye. PSAL. 108. 1.  

Eph. 3. 14. The second Prayer.  

1.  
I day by, day do bow to thee  
And cease not in the night  
To seek thee lord in all my thoughts  
And muse of all thy might   

2.  
For of our Christ is nande the church  
Of us that live in clay,  
And eke thy guard, & saints on high  
That praise thee day, by day.   

3.  
Grant us o lord that we may know  
Thy grace, our good, our end  
And that we may feel power, & strength  
And Christ may be our friend   

4.  
Let him devil in our hearts o lord  
And then we shall thee see,  
With all thy saints in breadth, & length  
In depth, in height, in glee.   

5.  
Then shall we know the love of Christ  
That else is past our skill  
The shalt thou fill us with thy grace  
In him to do thy will.   

6.  
O lord for us this thou canst do  
And more than all that is  
Of thy good grace to work in us  
In Christ how should we miss.   

7.  
Praise be to thee in all the world,  
Thy church do sing the same,  
And age to age shall eke set forth  
For aye, to ours, thy name.   O god thou art my god ere it be day will I seek thee my soul, & flesh do thirst, & long for thee as dry land which wants rain. PSAL. 63. 1.  

Phil. 1. 9 The third Prayer.  

1.  
Grant to us lord that love may devil  
In these poor tents of ours  
For we must hence we know full  
And fade as do the flowers   

2.  
And grant good lord that in thy love  
It may grow more, & more  
That we may know what things are ill  
And lead not to thy lore.   

3.  
So may we in the day of doom  
In Christ be void of shame  
And filled with his fair fruits of love  
May scape the rod of blame   

4.  
Then shall we sing the praise to thee  
In midst of all thy Saints,  
Then shall our souls be glad, & joy,  
That now is weak, & faints.   

5.  
Icease not lord to pray for those  
That seek, & sue to thee  
That they may know how safe, & sure  
In Christ their souls may be   

6.  
And that we all may walk, and work  
In word, in worth, in all  
As he that hath us called to thi●…  
And rid us of our thrall.   

7.  
Who hath us fred from power of death  
Fron fogs, & dogs of hell▪  
And set us by his chair of state  
With Christ fotaye to devil.   Save us o lord our god, & bring us from those that do not call on thee that we may call on thee, & laud, & praise ●…hy name for aye. PSAL. 106. 47.  

The. 3. 11. The fourth Prayer.  

1.  
THe lord our god our strength & stay  
Make us to love each one;  
And make us know how that we are  
Made all of flesh, & bone.   

2.  
That so we may grow up in grace  
And firm in hart, & mind  
That so to all we may set forth  
Our love both sure, & kind.   

3.  
Yea not to cease till that our lord  
Do come in clouds full bright  
To judge this earth, & all the folk  
Yea all the world in sight.   

4.  
For is it not the love of Christ  
Who did love us so dear  
That we through hope of grace in him  
Should live void of base fear   

5.  
Lord be thou joy to all our hearts  
Our words, our works good make▪  
That we may love, & live in thee  
For thy son Christ his sake.   

6.  
O god of peace, of love, of life  
Grant us to serve thee still  
In spirit, in soul, in hart, in mind  
And this of thy good will.   

7.  
Yea keep us lord from blame, & blot  
Till Christ doth come in skey.  
So shall we sure be of thy love  
To live, when we shall die.   Hear me o lord, & that soon for my soul doth wax faint hide not thy face from me: Lest I be like them that go down to the grave. PSAL. 148. 7.  

●…om. 7. 25. The fifth Prayer.  

1.  
●… thank thee lord that hast set now  
In me a fight, a jar;  
My mind, my flesh, do day by day  
In strife set forth a war.   

2.  
My mind to thy sweet law gives way,  
My flesh in thrall is brought,  
My mind would keep thy law, thy lore.  
And hath thy will still sought   

3.  
But my base flesh is prompt, & seeks  
Thy law to cast me fro.  
O god what shall I do in this?  
With me the case is so.   

4.  
My mind would do the god full fain  
That thy laws show to me  
But still my flesh doth fret, & fume  
'Gainst this thy law to me   

5.  
For I do not that which I love,  
But I do that I hate,  
And all for that my mind is vexed  
With this my flesh my mate.   

6.  
What shall I do o lord my god  
Ah wretch who sets thee free?  
Fron this fell death of sin, & shame  
That I thy grace may see.   

7.  
I thank my god who have me fie●…  
For his son Christ his sake;  
To him for aye both night, & day  
My hymns, my songs I make.   O god that thou wouldst beat down the strong, & ill man that rules, & reigns in my weak flesh that I may say to him go far from me. PSAL. 139. 19  

●…o. 16. 24. The sixth Prayer.  

1.  
THe grace of god be all my giude  
His power be all my stay  
His strength eke be to me a staff  
By night, & eke by day,   

2.  
For he it is that hath me taught  
That which the world ne'er known  
Till Christ our lord was made to us  
Our lord, our god in view.   

3.  
To god in hymns still will I sing  
His praise is all my mirth  
The world shall set him forth in praise.  
In all parts of the earth.   

4.  
If there be wight that lives in life  
And doth not love our god  
Let him taste of the lord of hosts  
His curse, his wrath, his rod   

5.  
But let the love of god, & grace  
Of Christ, be with you all  
That love, & look, & long for him  
To rid us of our thrall.   

6.  
And let our god that brought fro●… death  
Our Christ, our grace, our bliss  
Set us with saints in joy, in light  
Where as our Christ now is.   

7.  
So shall we tune in that sweet qui●…  
Midst of those saints in rest;  
And see his saints in light of light  
And so for aye be blest.   O god let them that hate thee flit from thy sight as the mist doth from the sun, but let them that love thee be glad, & joy in thee. PSAL. 68 1.  

〈◊〉. 13. 20. The seventh Prayer  

1.  
O God we are poor sheep that stray  
In woods, in ways of sin  
●…owe down thine ear to us, & hear  
And rid us of this din.   

2.  
●…hat we may know thy grace in Christ  
That keeps us as his flock.  
●…hat leads us forth to streams of joy  
And sets us on a rock.   

3.  
●…hat so we may over see this world  
And all the things in it  
●…nd then do place us up on high  
With him in joy to sit.   

4.  
Grant us good lord that we may see  
The good that doth thee please  
●…o shall we live in hart in mind  
In joy, in rest, in ease.   

5.  
Grant lord what thou dost bid ●… do●…  
That we may do the same  
Bid what thou wilt, & grant us grac●…  
And we will praise thy name   

6.  
To Christ our lord the lamb of go●…  
That shed his blood for sins,  
To rid us from the fiends of hell  
And all their crafts, & gins.   

7.  
Be praised of us all times, & tyds  
In woe, & eke in wealth  
And let the folk on all the earth  
Give laud to him for health.   O lord god of our health I cry d●… & night to thee, let my groans come nig●… to thee, & bow down thine ear to 〈◊〉 sighs that I make to thee.   

The song of songs  
Or the Canticle of Solomon between Christ, & his spouse, the two first chapters, & is set to the tune of, Blessed are they that perfect are  PSAL. CXIX. 1. part.  

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. WILLIAM CHRISTMAS Merchant one of the deacons of the English Church residing at Hamborough:  
Grace here, glory for ever in Christ.  
Loving, & beloved friend. The title of this heavenly hymn showeth the excellency thereof. For it is called the song of songs, or the Canticles of wise Soloman. The subject is most sacred, for it is the ●…uptiall love song between Christ, & his spouse. Wherein their mutual loves by sweet resemblances are mystically, & marvellously expressed What more comfortable song then to sing our heart's love we bear to Christ in the blessed union by one spirit whereby we have everlasting life. Two of the first chapters of which song I have metaphrased into Monosyllables, which I have bequeathed to your love as a sign of mine, & to seal both ours. Receive it as the rest of your colleagues, for I wish you all the happiness of both world's in the saving mercies of Christ t●… which I recommend you, & a●… that look upon you with love resting.  
Yours because of Christ W. LO.   


The first Song.  

The spouse speaks to Christ.  

1.  
O that thou wouldst on me so cast  
Some looks of thy sweet love,  
That thou mayst make me dear to thee  
My hart with grace to move   

2.  
Thy love oh Christ is far more dear,  
And far more sveete to me  
Then wealth, or wine, or limb, or life,  
Or aught that I can see.   

3.  
The sweet that I smell of thy name  
Is like an oil most pure,  
And poured it is on all thy saints  
Such is thy love so sure.   

4.  
O draw me, draw me, I will run  
To board, to bed with thee;  
O pull me, pull me from my sin  
O rid me, set me free.    

The spouses speaks.  

5.  
The good are glad in thee, thy love  
They long, and look for still  
They walk to thee, they talk of thee  
And all to do thy will.   

6.  
Grant this o Christ, and then we shall  
Be all in all that is,  
And thou shalt find that none of v●…  
Of thy grace ought to miss.   

7.  
O show me, whom my soul doth love▪  
Where thou dost feed at noon.  
O why should I thus freet, & feel●…  
The loss of thee so soon.     

The second Song.  

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
O Thou my church whom I do love  
For whon I shed my blood  
〈◊〉 thou know not what thou dost crave,  
& hast not seen the good   

2.  
●…hen get thee to those flocks of mine  
where as they feed by those  
Whom I have set as giuds for them  
That I in love have chose.   

3.  
●…here feed, & fat thyself with food,  
That Saints do touch, do taste;  
And tune their souls in thanks to me  
For love that aye doth last.   

4.  
For dear thou art to me my love,  
For shape, for strength, for speed:  
That none is like to thee my dear  
In thought, in word, in deed.    

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

5.  
Those parts of thee where love doth look  
Are set with pearls of grace  
With stones of price, with chains of worth,  
I love to see thy face.   

6.  
These signs of love, are seals to thee,  
What shall be thine else where  
When thou shalt shine in bliss with me  
O spouse, my love most dear.   

7.  
There spangs, & specks of gold most pure  
I'll add to all the rest.  
There shalt thou love, & live with me  
And eke for aye be blest.     

The third Song.  

The spouse speaks to her mates.  

1.  
SEe now all ye that love the lord  
Ye Nymphs, ye Maids of grace  
Whiles that my lord, & king now seems  
far of from me in place   

2.  
And is in midst of troops of saints  
On high where he doth devil;  
Where all do tend on him in love,  
Where all things sure goes well.   

3.  
Yet see his grace doth stoop to me,  
I feel him with me here,  
By power of spirit, by gifts of light,  
He comes to me most near.   

4.  
And though I be much joy to him,  
Yet he is all to me;  
As bunch of myrrh betwixt both my breasts,  
So sweet to hart is he    

The spouse to her mates.  

5.  
Oh is there ought in the wide world  
That smells, that smiles as he  
Ah sweet, ah sweet my soul doth feel  
His love a life to me.   

6.  
His love laid close to my poor hart  
To sense gives such a touch.  
That for his love to dye, to dye.  
I would not think it much.   

7.  
Watch then, & wait ye maids that mourn  
For this my love will come;  
And judge he will in truth, & power  
The folk both all, & some.     

The fourth Song.  

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
Dear spouse no love is lost on me  
To me thou art most sweet,  
To see thee clad in clothes of grace  
With rings, & robes most meet.   

2.  
●… joy, I like, I love thee dear,  
How fair, how fresh art thou?  
None like to thee in shine of face,  
As I look on thee now.   

3.  
How chaste, how choice art thou my dear?  
Thine eyes like doves do look.  
Thine hart, thy mind, thy thoughts, thy all.  
I write them in my book    

The spouse speaks to Christ.  

4.  
Nay thou my dear thou art the chief  
The choice, the sun, the shine.  
From thee o Christ I have these rays  
For they are none of mine    

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

5.  
Thou art o Christ full of this grace  
Thou art the sea the spring;  
And from thee I do take these streams  
& to thee them do bring   

6.  
As thanks for all thy love to me,  
And to thy saints each one;  
Who troop in bands to serve thee still,  
Though here they weep, & moan.   

7.  
For they are sure to rest in bliss  
When thou shalt call them home  
From out this sea of sobs, & sighs  
That doth so fret, & ●…ome     

The fifth Song.  

CAP. 2.  
Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
Dear spouse I am both fair, and sweet  
Of field I am the rose,  
And sure all such as live by me  
Full choice I am to those.   

2.  
All things else that this world hath, be  
Vile weeds which are most base  
●… am the sweet, the sense, the smell  
That yield them all the grace.   

3.  
& thou o love art 'mongst the maids  
All choice, & chief in view  
Nought in the earth is like to thee,  
In face, in shine, in hue.    

The spouse speaks to Christ.  

4.  
●… thou my dear, that one I love  
Thou art the tree of life;  
Thy shade let shield me from all harms  
And I will be thy wife.    

The spouse speaks.  

5.  
Thou with thy spirit shalt lead me forth  
To the sweet streams of good,  
And I shall be fresht with thy love  
Wrought to me in thy blood.   

6.  
O stay me, stay me take a care,  
O cheer my soul that faints,  
O come for I am sick of love  
To live in midst of saints.   

7.  
O put thy left hand to my head  
Thy right hand to my side  
O stay me up both head, & hart  
And still be thou my giude.     

The sixth Song.  

The spouse speaks.  

1.  
●… charge ye o you souls of saints,  
By roes, & hinds of love,  
●…ake heed how you doo●…vexe, & grieve  
The spirit of my sweet dove.   

2.  
●…ake heed you wrong not his great name,  
with life so lewd so vain  
And do not dare to move his ire  
Who would save you so fain.   

3.  
●…oe I do call, & he doth hear,  
And sends to me his voice;  
My mounts of sins, & hills of shame  
Have not so loud a noise.   

4.  
No roe, no hind so swift can runne  
Nor make such speed as he  
When I do call, or cr●…e for him  
He comes, he runs to me.    

The spouse speaks.  

5.  
And though this veil of my baseflesh  
A full sight bears me fro,  
Yet wit●… mine eye of ●…aith, I look  
On him that loves me so.   

6.  
I see him as in a clear glass,  
I see him shine full bright;  
Through grates of words, & gates of life  
My soul of him hath sight.   

7.  
And now me thinks I hear him▪ speak  
And thus to me doth say  
O church, o spouse lift up thy head  
O fair one come thy way.     

The seventh Song.  

Christ speaks.  

1.  
●…he storm is passed of grief, & woe  
The spring of joy is seen  
all things now are fresh, & fair  
And full, & new, & green.   

2.  
●…n high is joy, on earth is peace,  
To men a great good will;  
●…d all the choir of saints do sing  
To show their love, their skill.   

3.  
●…ot buds, but ●…iggs, & fruits are seen  
Of grace, of joy, of love;  
come my dear, shake of thy sleep  
Come on my milk white dove.   

4.  
●… let me hear thy voice my dear  
O ply me with thy plaints,  
●… look thou up though face be sad  
I'll place thee with my saints.    

Christ speaks.  

5.  
O all ye that wish well to me,  
And to my church, & name  
Put from my dear all those that seek●…  
Her faith, her love to blame.    

The spouse speaks.  

6.  
For he is mine by faith, & trust,  
And I am his by love.  
We both are one by his great pow●…  
I long to see my do●…e.   

7.  
O come as swift as Roe, or Hind  
My love, my life to me  
Till day do break, till sun do●… shin●…  
Till shade of death doth flee.      

A Canticle, or song.  
Of the third & fourth chapters of the song of Solomon being Meta●…hrased into Monosylables of Great Britain's language, & is to be used by every devout soul in his private conference with his god.  
And is set to the tune of Help lord for good, & godly men PSAL. XII.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. ISAAC LEE one of the assistants of the most worthy company of the marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:  Increase of glory. 
MOre than much beloved when god brought man forth at the first he put him not into a wilderness, but into a garden, a paradise, & place of pleasure whereby I see that his sacred majesty did not rejoice in the misery, but in the delight & happiness of his creatures. Cheerfulness therefore pleaseth god better than dulness, 〈◊〉 & heaviness of hart. Let us be▪ godly, & good in our pleasures, & it will never displease our maker) neither will he grudge, or repin●… at our joy. To this purpose have I framed certain hymns for th●… private solace of such as shall take delight there in. One portion whereof I have consecrated to you▪ Let it have acceptance of you by your practice of it▪ I expect 〈◊〉 other guerdon for my pains. For the highest knows with what an honest hart I composed this, & the rest, & what a desire I had in the framing thereof for the good of many. I have ever hated epicurean resolution▪ Let us eat, & drink to morrow we shall dye. But I have ever loved entire 〈◊〉 exhortation. Let 〈◊〉 us pray, & praise god, To morrow we shall live For to love, is to live, & where we love, the●…e we live▪ If we love god, we shall live in him by our prayers, by our praises, & all by one spirit. O then let us so love him, that we may live in him in our daily voices, that they may be hard to his glory, our comfort, & good example of our brethren. The god of heaven joy your ●…art in all your life, & in your death that we may all meet to sing together in the choir of heaven with the angels in the saving mercies of our Saviour Christ.  
Yours much more than mine own. W. LO.   


The first speech.  
The spouse speaks to Christ.  

1.  
IN ●…ed I sought my love by night,  
But could not find him there,  
I sought him but he was far off,  
And did not come me near.   

2.  
I rose, & walked the streets to see  
If my soul could him find  
Whom I did want, yet found I not  
The day star of my mind.   

3.  
Then run I strait to those that teach  
And watch, & wait for me  
And said to them can ye show now  
Where I my love might see.   

4.  
And thus half spent with care, & cost,  
My soul 'gan faint, & fail  
Lo then my love did show himself,  
& would not let me quail    

The spouse speaks to Christ.  

5.  
So that by a new act of faith▪  
I saw where he was not.  
We miss him in our beds of rest  
The world is not his lot.   

6.  
The streets are strayts of cost, & care  
Where we do lose him quite,  
But in the word, & soul of man  
We feel him in his might.   

7.  
But when I found him hold I took  
Fast hold on him I laid,  
No more to part with him at all  
Then he to me thus said.    

The second speech.  
Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
Now that my spouse hath toiled all night  
And lokt, & longed for me.  
I charge you all that are my friends,  
And look to live in glee.   

2.  
Stir her not up, nor wake my dear  
With toys, or tales of yore  
But let her rest in peace, & joy,  
And vex her now no more.   

3.  
Oh who is this that comes so fair  
From out the foul world's lane,  
And hath shaked of her slough of sin  
That would have been her bane   

4.  
It is my Church, my chair of state  
Where I do love to be  
It is my dove my stay my dear  
It glads me her to see.    

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

5.  
That is so quit from world of wo●…  
From sink of sin, & shame▪  
She seeks to me for all her wants  
She trusts to my great name,   

6.  
She smells as myrrh, & spice of cost  
Graced with my chains of love,  
She is my spouse▪ no spot she hath,  
She is my milk whit dove.   

7.  
All fair, and full of grace most bright  
She comes, she runs to me  
Come on my dear, make thou no stay  
Thy love, thy life to see.    

The third speech.  
The spouse speaks.  

1.  
O now my soul thou hast a glimpse  
Of joy that is on high,  
O blessed are they that view it all,  
Or do that place come nigh.   

2.  
The courts on earth of kings most great  
Are rich, & rare to view,  
But this where my Christ rules, & reigns  
For aye is fair, & new,   

3.  
The guard of this great court of state  
Are Saints, & sprights of might  
That do his will at all his becks,  
And devil with him in light.   

4.  
The courts of kings are made with hands  
Their care, their cost is vain,  
But here's a Court not made by men  
Where my sweet Christ do reign.    

The spouses speaketh.  

5.  
He in himself is all the state,  
He gives his court the grace,  
He is the light, the height, the all,  
That is still in that place   

6.  
Come forth ye Saints of god in▪ Christ,  
& see this court of rays  
O take a view of this your life  
O seek it all your days.   

7.  
Christ is your Bride groom, & you are  
To him a spouse most bright.  
He hath you bought with blood most decree  
And gained you with his might.    

The fourth speech.  
Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
How fair art thou my dear, my spouse  
With out, & eke with in.  
How void of filth, or spots of shame  
Of sink, or stinch of sin.   

2.  
For I do purge thee of the same  
My word doth make thee free,  
& they that teach to thee my lore  
Are all most sweet to thee   

3.  
Their speech is full of grace, & love  
To those that hear the same  
●…heir words are imped with zeal of love  
To keep thee from all blame   

4.  
Those that do rule, & giude the stern  
Are as the neck to head  
They are both strong, & stout to guard  
The souls that they have fed?    

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

5.  
The two sweet books of league most new  
Are breasts full fraught with milk,  
And all that suck the juice of them  
Are clad in robes of silk.   

6.  
That is the grace of Saints, & such  
Shall shine in rays of rest  
Till day doth dawne, & shed doth fade,  
And they for aye be blest.   

7.  
Thus art thou fair, my love in me  
In thee there is no spot.  
I will in bliss set thee my dear  
Clean void of sin, or blot.    

The fifth speech.  
Christ speaks still.  

1.  
O now my love I have thee sought,  
And brought thee from the lands  
I have the led in bands of grace  
From out the curse, & bands.   

2.  
To me from all parts of the earth  
I will the giude, & call,  
& quite thou shalt be from the bands  
Of them that did thee thra●…l.   

3.  
Who once did vex, & grieve thee sore  
In bane, in blood, in woe,  
But I will set thee safe from them,  
And rid thee from thy foe.   

4.  
For thou my hart hast caught with love  
One cast of thy fair e●…e  
Of faith I mean doth wound my hart  
which made me faint, & die    

Christ speaks still.  

5.  
All sweets the world can yield to me  
Are banes to thy sweet ●…mell,  
Thou art my spouse, in life, & death  
The grave shall not thee quell.   

6.  
The words which from thy lips do drop  
When thou dost pray, or praise.  
Are far more sweet to me than sweets  
That sun doth see by days   

7.  
Thou art a spring to me shut up  
A well sealed by my ring,  
Fron whence doth flow pure streams of love  
To me thy lord, & king.    

The sixth speech.  
Christ speaks.  

1.  
THou art closed up my spouse, my Deer  
That none might do thee ill,  
That force of foes, nor rage of fends  
On thee might do their will.   

2.  
That no wild Boor of wood so fell  
Thy roots, thy plants might mar  
For I look on thee with mine eyes,  
And view their ire a far.   

3.  
Thy plants are like sweet fruits of choice  
My dear ones all they are  
Of thee, & them, as of mine eyes  
I watch, & have a care.   

4.  
Sweet sent as Myrrh, & can ye yield  
As all chief spice of choice  
So are thy plants o Deer to me  
For they do hear my voice.    

Christ speaks.  

5.  
For taste, for touch, for smell, for hew  
Thy fruits are all most pure  
I joy to see them in this plight,  
And in my love so sure.   

6.  
From thee o spouse doth flow full far  
Thy streams to dales, & hills▪  
And I the spring do flow to thee  
To fill thy spouts, thy rills.   

7.  
Who so of thee doth drink is drencht●…  
And thirsts no more for aye  
Thou art the streams of god to flow●…  
To souls that faint in way.    

The seventh speech.  
The Church speaks to Christ.  

1.  
●…f I be then so sweet my dear  
My Christ, my God, my Love  
●…he breathe on me with thy sweet breath  
That it my hart may move.   

2.  
●… all ye powers of my sweet god  
Blow on me North, & South  
●…hat these my plants of my poor soul  
May blest be by his mouth   

3.  
And make them sweet to him, as are  
The Plants of love, & grace  
So shall my love joy still to come,  
And glad him in this place.   

4.  
Yea he will come to me his own  
which he hath bought full dear  
And will take of the fruit that he  
Hath made to him so near.    

Christ speaks.  

5.  
I come my love to thee mine own  
As thou hast called to me  
And as thou wilt, so will I take  
These fruits a part of thee.   

6.  
I see thy works, thy words, thy thoughts  
They all to me are sweet,  
For they are mine I gave them thee,  
And all else that is meet.   

7.  
Now all ye blest of me, & Sainct●…  
Cheer up, & glad your mind  
That yet in this dear love of min●…  
Such grace, & love do find.     

A Canticle, or song.  
Between Christ, & his church of the fifth, & sixth chapters of the Song of Solomon metaphrased into Monosyllabls of Great Britain's language, & is to be used by every devout soul in his private conference with his god.  
And is set to the tune of Lord be my judge, & thou shalt see PSAL. CXXVI.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. WALTER PELL one of the assistants of the most worthy company of the marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:  joy of both world's. 
Loving friend. If you would die well, you must endeavour to live well. Then let your death be never so sudden, It will not come unexpected neither will you be unprepared. The days, & hovers of days that you have spent in god's service either in praying, or praising him shallbe so many cordials of comforts, ●… consciences of well led purposes, & will so take up your hart in joy, & solace, that no terror of death, or darkness shall appall it. Who would not then be busy in this so serious, so sacred a business? Let us never think to be sound merry, if this be not our music. Reason, & Religion guides us here unto. For very Reason showeth unto us that we must all die, & Religion enlighteneth us how we may dye well. Fools judge actions by events, But the wise for see by judgement of reason, & faith what will inevitably ensue. To this purpose all this is said. That as I have in mine endeared love sent you an introduction hereunto in this paper token so you would accept, & practice it. So shall I ever rest your votary praying to god for your eternal happiness in Christ jesus his saving mercies.  
Your perpetual votary. W. LO.   


The first speech.  
Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
I am come down o spouse most dear  
To take those fruits of thine,  
Which thou with hart of grace, & love  
Dost know of erst were mine.   

2.  
I have thought well of all thy works,  
As well of will as deed.  
I drank thy wine with milk so sweet  
With love they do me feed.   

3.  
o you my friends, & saints most blest  
Cheer up yourselves with me,  
And joy your hearts with this my spouse  
whose cates of love you see    

The church speaks.  

4.  
When once this world had lulled in sleep  
Of sin, myself, my sense  
Yet waked mine hart to Christ my Deer,  
& thou didst draw me thence.    

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

5.  
Thou cam'st to me, & knockst full oft  
At door of my poor hart  
Thou knockst I say full oft my d●…re  
And pierced me with thy dart.   

6.  
And saidst I'll come, & lodge with thee,  
And devil with thee in grace.  
Shut out the world, thy sins, thy shame▪  
& let me come in place.   

7.  
For all the night I wait for thee,  
My locks with drops of pain  
Are wet, & all to stay for thee  
That I thy love might gain.    

The second speech.  
The Church speaks.  

1.  
I have put of my coat said I,  
How shall I put it on.  
My feet I washed, shall I them ●…ile  
Oh Noah, my love be gone.   

2.  
Thus did I plead for my long stay  
For who so loves my dear  
Must care, & cark, & strange things taste  
Of woe him to come near.   

3.  
For clean of soil, of woe, & ill  
Who lives that seeks my dear  
No, No, the world will plague them all  
That serves our god in fear   

4.  
But when my love these words did hear  
He shrunk, & went me fro,  
& hid himself, & spoke no●… more  
That I had searud him so.    

The Church speaks.  

5.  
And then I rouzd my hart I yearnd  
That had him lost so soon  
I rose, & lokt, & chid myself  
For that which I had done.   

6.  
I sought him but he hid himself,  
And would not me come nigh  
I roared, & cried, & used all means  
I carded not for to die.   

7.  
For that I had lost him my dear  
That sought me for his dove,  
But yet I found him not, nor knew  
He hard my voice in love.    

The third speech.  
The church speaks still.  

1.  
THe men that should have had a care  
They smote, & did me wound,  
With words most false, & vain they sought,  
To ding me to the ground.   

2.  
I charge you all that love the lord  
If that you shall him find  
Tell him how sick I am of love  
In hart, in soul, in mind.   

3.  
O what (say they) is this thy Deer  
More than the sons of men  
That thou art thus far gone in love,  
And aye do not him ken.   

4.  
My love said I is white, & red  
His face is pure, & bright  
He is the chief, & choice, of all  
In him is all the light    

The church speaks still.  

5.  
For god in him is full, & fair  
In grace, in face, in all.  
His head fine gold, his locks 〈◊〉 flocks  
In him there is no gall   

6.  
His eyes like doves full of pure love  
His cheeks as beds of spice,  
His lips as sweet, as flowers in May.  
To me he is not nice.   

7.  
His hands are set with port, & pri●…  
Pure myrrh doth drop him fro  
His will is rule of truth, & faith  
This is most true I know    

The fourth speech.  
The spouses speaketh.  

1.  
Yea all his acts are firm, & strong  
As set in gold most sure.  
No show of change, but straight, & clear  
Both sound, & safe, & pure   

2.  
His mouth is as sweet things of choice  
Fron whence doth flow my bliss  
He is all sweet, in part, in whole,  
And I poor soul am his.    

A foreign congregation speaks.  

3.  
Since than o dear such is thy love,  
Show us where he is found,  
And we will seek this love with t●…ee  
In all the world so round   

4.  
For none, but thee o church canst him  
Make known, in word, in deed  
O tell us then, & we will join,  
And he shall be our meed.    

The spouses speaketh.  

5.  
Then said I to those that him sought  
He is gone down to be  
In beds of spice with souls, & saints  
That is my love, that's he   

6.  
Yea I am his in his sweet love,  
And he is mine by faith.  
In spite of hell, or sin, or shame  
His word to me so saith.   

7.  
And both of us are one in god,  
And knit in soul, & spirit  
By love most sweet, & joy of hart  
I live still in his sight.    

The fifth speech.  
Christ speaks to his church  

1.  
Though thou my church didst me not seek,  
But puts me far thee fro,  
Yet now thou dost look back to me  
I will not serve thee so.   

2.  
But I vill come, & devil with thee  
In grace, in love, in awe.  
I will thee joy, in mirth, & glee,  
And teach to thee my law.   

3.  
Turn back thine eyes from me my dear  
That are thus fixed on me  
Thy strength of faith doth joy me so  
That I mind none, but thee.   

4.  
The men that feed thy soul with food  
Have all one hart, one tongue  
They tune all like a choir of saints  
They sound forth all one song.    

Christ speaketh to his church.  

5.  
So that their pains are not 〈◊〉 vai●…  
They bring to me much fruit.  
They cry, & call to me for help,  
And I do hear their suit.   

6.  
Thy locks, thy looks, are seen so fair  
Thy blush, thy smile so sweet.  
That I do joy in them that teach  
Those things that are so meet   

7.  
Though kings, & Queens, & all folk else  
My name, my love do use,  
Yet on thee, on thee love I look  
On thee I think I muse.    

The ●…ixt ●…peach.  
Christ speaks to his spouse.  

1.  
THou art my spouse most chaste most pure  
Whom all the world doth love  
Thou art my dear, my peer, my joy,  
No spot in thee my Dove.   

2.  
Those that do look, & see thy face  
Do praise, & plaud thee still,  
And bless thee that hast god thy lord,  
& didst yield to his will.   

3.  
& thus they say rapt with thy state  
What's she so fair as morn  
So pure as sunne, so bright as moon,  
Of what state is she borne.   

4.  
Her face is fair through force of faith  
She is most bright in have  
Yea in her looks is fear, & dread  
To cause her foes to rue.    

The spouse speaks to Christ.  

5.  
And thus all gast, & rapt with sight  
Of thy sweet port, & state  
They stand in stoned all pale, & won  
For thee they can not mate.   

6.  
No more than glimpse of star can dash  
The sunne in height of sky,  
Or light on earth the moan at full  
Can dark or once come nigh.   

7.  
Cheer up thyself dear love I say  
For though thou didst me miss▪  
I mean not thee my love to leave  
For all the world that is.    

The seventh speech.  
Christ speaks to his spouse  

1.  
●… did but go to see my vine  
How it did bud, & sprout  
To see what fruits my plants did yield  
And how they were come out.   

2.  
And now I see they bud, & blooe,  
And yield me fruit good store.  
●…le care for them, & they for me  
That they may have the more.   

3.  
The souls that came to me of late  
I prune, I plash, I purge  
That they may bring forth far more fruit  
With this my rod, & scourge.   

4.  
And now they are well grown my Deer  
I hast, I run to thee,  
With speed at need I hast, I post  
With wings of wound to see.    

Christ speaks to his spouse.  

5.  
What thou dost want, or wouldst now have  
Speak love, I'll give thee it.  
Thou shalt not fear my love to thee  
In rest by thee i'll sit.   

6.  
Come then my love to me full fast  
Let all Saint's joy, & sing.  
To house of god i'll safe, & sound  
My Deer shall my love bring.   

7.  
Now all ye Saints, & souls on high  
Look, see, fix fast your eye,  
On this my love, mark well her grace.  
No fault in her I spy.     

A Canticle, or song.  
Of the seventh, & eight chapters of the song of Solomon being Metaphrased into Monosylabls of great Britain's language, & is to be used by every devout soul in his private conference with his god  
And is set to the tune of Give thanks unto the lord our god. PSAL. CVII.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. WILLIAM WALCOT merchant, one of the most worthy company of Merchant Adventurers residing at Hamborough.  
Happiness for ever.  
KInd friend. Forced favours were ever slighted, & thankless. But voluntary respects had ever with the best, and most noble minds courteous acceptance how small, & mean soever the thing was. For a man to give his soul to his Creator when he sees he must dye, & his goods to the poor, when he sees he must part with them, & to forgo our sin, w●… we can no longer follow it are cold, yea unkind obediences. But for a young man to remember his creator in the days of his your ●… & in his best, & strongest age 〈◊〉 bequeath himself every day to god in prayer, & praise is thatreasonable, & seasonable sacrifice where with the most high is most pleased. To this purpose and no other god knoweth I have tendered these voluntary Essays to divers of my masters, & Table-brothers. Let me not seem to to officious, while I desire to do good, & express my love. For 〈◊〉 unto the rest so unto you Beloved Gan-naunt have I sent this parcel. Receive it, as I mean it both with hand, & hart, & then ●… am assured; it will never repent you of your acceptation, nor me of my dedication. The great lord keeper of heaven, & earth keep you in his fear all the days of your life, & preserve you for his saving mercies in Christ jesus in the end of your life, & for ever.  
Yours in Christ to be required. W. LO.   


The first speech.  
Christ speaketh.  

1.  
Her feet are sweet, her gate a grace  
All shod with Peace, & Truth,  
Of gods own spell to run the race  
Fron bane, & woe, & ruth.   

2.  
Her loins are girt fast with the same,  
The price of it is rare.  
The skill is framed with hand of might  
All full of cost, & care   

3.  
Her womb like a round cup that wants  
No wine to cheer her plants,  
As heaps of wheat sot all with flowers  
Pure grains to help our wants   

4.  
Her breast the two sweet leagues of grace  
Are as to twins of birth  
Whose milk doth feed the babs of god  
Which devil here on the earth.    

Christ speaketh.  

5.  
Those that do rule, & guide h●… folk●…  
Like neck doth bear up head  
So those do stay as tower of strength  
Till they at full are fed.   

6.  
Her eyes are like two fonts most clea●…  
In which we may well see  
Ourselves in face, in fact, in faith▪  
And draw thence life, & glee,   

7.  
Her nose from whence we sent the good  
Is as some tower of state  
For she can Iudg, & find it out  
From time, to time past date    

The second speech.  
Christ speaks still.  

1.  
HEr tire of head is full of Grace  
To all that do it see,  
And I am tied by mine own will  
O love to be with thee.   

2.  
O love how full in all thy parts  
Dwells' love, & life by me  
How sweet, & fair art thou in all  
When I do look on thee,   

3.  
Thy growth is like a Palm tree tall,  
For pressed, thou dost rise more  
Thy teats are full of milk, & mirth  
And yield thy babes great store   

4.  
I said I will go to my tree  
And join me to my Palm,  
& make it yield all salves for sores  
To cure all wounds as Balm.    

Christ speech still.  

5.  
And I will cause her for to ye●…  
Good works of faith, & life▪  
And w●…h her power to drive 〈◊〉 her  
The sins that a●…e so rife▪   

6.  
The souls that thirsts shall have their fill▪  
Her words shall spring a●… wine  
By mouths of those that teach my lore,  
And preach those laws of mi●…e   

7.  
Yea they shall cause the lipp●… of hi●…  
That sleeps, & snorts in sin  
To speak, & praise the god of 〈◊〉  
That rouzd him from that di●….    

The third speech.  
The church speaks.  

1.  
Such as I am, I am not mine,  
But his that loud me dear,  
In none, but him will I be glad,  
None but him will I fear.   

2.  
For he once gave himself for me,  
And made of me his choice.  
Him will I hear, he is my dear,  
Its life to hear his voice.   

3.  
●… come my love, let's lodge all night  
In fields, in towns, let's go,  
And see how all our flocks do feed  
Letts run as swift as roe.   

4.  
Up to the vines let's hast in morn,  
And view how they do bud,  
And see the signs of fruits, & grace  
And look if they be good.    

The Church speaks.  

5.  
For hence we shall know full our time  
When we shall join in one  
In all the bliss that I have made  
To quit thee of thy moan.   

6.  
See love thy plants both in themselves  
Do bud, & bloom most fresh,  
And yield a sent to more them by  
That are but young, & neshe   

7.  
All plants that grow in us I keep,  
Both old, & young I love,  
And all for thee o Christ my god  
Thy Grace, & looks to move.    

The fourth speech.  
The old jewish Church speaketh.  

1.  
O that I might my Christ once see  
Clad in this flesh of mine,  
& find him here on earth to dwell  
Made one, once of my line.   

2.  
Then would I kiss, & cull my Deer  
The world could not me touch,  
But if it did I would not pass,  
Nor think of it so much.   

3.  
Then would I bring thee to the light  
Though now penned up in dark,  
And then thou shouldst me teach to know  
My Christ, my god, by mark   

4.  
Then would I feast thee with the best  
with cups of love, & grace.  
Then would the souls in Christ be glad  
To view our rest, & place    

The old jewish church speaketh  

5.  
His left hand then should stay my head  
His right hand stay my hart▪  
& them I would not fear the w●…d  
Nor hell, nor death his dart.   

6.  
His heat would give me life half dead,  
& raise me up clean gone,  
His light would make me shine a●… pearl  
O like him there is none   

7.  
charge you o ye saints that love  
Dare not to grieve my decree▪  
Nor once to stir him up in ire,  
But learn his wrath to fear,    

The fifth speech.  
Christ speaketh▪  

1.  
WHo is this that from denns of sin  
From lusts, & life most lewd  
Doth ●…and herself 'gainst all the ill▪  
& shows her wrath, & feud   

2.  
I●… not my church? o it is she  
Whom I have loud of old,  
And did her take from powers of hell  
When she was bought, & sold.   

3.  
And her from ire of sin, & shame  
Where she had fall'n from me  
I raised to life from depth of hell.  
I quit, I set her free.   

4.  
For there by faith she leaned on me,  
And I to her gave way.  
Then she to me did open her hart▪  
And thus to me did say.    

The jewisch church speaketh  

5.  
O set me as a sign, a seal  
On hart, on arm, on all.  
O hold me dear, my love, my Christ  
For I to thee do call.   

6.  
Let naught me move from thy sweet love  
Lest grief me gore, & woe,  
For the least shade when thou art gone  
Doth show to me my foe.   

7.  
The zeal where with I love my Deer  
Is like the grave most ●…ell  
And burns me up like coals of fire  
To save my soul from hell.    

The sixth speech.  
The jewish church speaketh.  

1.  
YEa more than fire, or flame it is  
No source can quench this love▪  
〈◊〉 pains, no gains, or loss, or cross  
From him my hart can move.   

2.  
●…oe wealth, no peelfe, no fear, no force  
All this I scorn should me  
●…nce move to think, or joy in▪ aught  
But in his grace, & glee   

3.  
●…e have a plant dear love thou know'st  
The church that thou hast chose,  
●…rom out the Isles so far from hence.  
O we would not her lose.   

4.  
●…he is but small of growth as yet  
For want of thy good grace,  
●…ut if thou cast a look on her.  
And let her see thy face.    

The jewish speaketh.  

5.  
How fresh, how fair will the come forth  
And grow, & bear to thee  
H●…r buds, her blooms, her fruits of faith  
All good, & fair to see,    

Christ speaketh.  

6.  
If she be firm, & fast to me  
As brickwall, as tower of strength  
I'll make her pure, & sure in league  
By word, & deed at length.   

7.  
And if she will give way to me,  
And to my words give ear  
I'll make her safe in league of peace  
And she shall be my dear,    

The seventh speech.  
The jewish Church speaketh.  

1.  
The faith, & love that thou dost seek  
In her, thou findest in me  
●…y plea of faith found Grace, & Peace,  
& Iwas joined to thee.   

2.  
The want of words to feed thy saints  
Which thou in her dost crave  
●…s not in me to do thy will  
How then should, she it have.   

3.  
Great thee to her thy Grace in good  
And she will to thee bend.  
●…he will thee serve in word, & deed  
If thou thy grace her send    

Christ speaketh  

4.  
My spouse is as a vine to me,  
She flowers, & fruits doth yield  
●…he is the corn that brings me thrift  
& grows fair in my field.    

The jewish church speaketh.  

5.  
My vine shall aye be in my sight,  
Yea till the world have end.  
I will it dress, & keep myself,  
And grace, & peace it lend.   

6.  
Sith thus I care for thee my dear  
Show thou thy love in praise,  
& teach my name, my fame to all▪  
So long as last thy days.    

The spouse speaketh.  

7.  
If thou my deer wouldst have 〈◊〉 do●…  
As thou hast bid to me,  
Then grant me grace to act the sam●…  
And thou it soon shalt see.     

A METAPHRASE.  
Of the first, and second chap●…ers of jeremy's Lamentations for ●…he sacking, & burning of jerusalem, and ●…he temple, by Nebuchadnezer king of Babel, and by Nebuzaradan the captain of his guard, put into monosyllables of great Britain's language.  
And is set to the tune of I lift mine hart to thee. PSAL. XXV.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. EDWARD MEEDE one of the assistants of the most worthy company of Merchant's Adventurers residing at Hamborough.  Grace in this world, and joy in the other. 
ALL happiness in the lord jesus. I present unto you a part of jeremy's Lamentations metaphrased. You may see herein my true hart unto you all. In the midst of lamentable discontents I tuned my soul, tongue, & pen to the land of god. And the rather in these lamentations for that they sorted some what to my retired meditations. One time, or other all men are not as they would be. It is the condition of gods children. Happy is that man that can use gods scourge to his amen dement. The great moderator of all things knows his children fittest to be made palms, to be spread with burdens, & weights, & not to be Olives. That so we might more think of our victory, then of our rest. It is enough for us that we shall once triumph in heaven, & rest for all. To this holy rest, and eternal tranquillity godgiude us all, into whose blessed keeping I recommend you in Christ saving mercies. And rest.  
Yours much devoted. W. LO.   


The first depth.  

From dumps, & dooms of woe  
From depth of wrath, & ●…re 
Aleph.   
we call, we cry, we roar o lord  
With zeal as hot as fire.   

The state where once thy name  
Was great in light of grace  
Is led a slave by force of war 
Bet●….   
A curse is in the place.   

Our streeats that flocked with folk  
Most rich, in clothes most gay.  
Are now made void, & laid full waste 
Gimel.   
By night, and eke, by day.   

We that did rule, and reign▪ 
Daleth.   
And brusd the world wi●… might  
Do now pay tax, & toll, & disme  
By force of arms in spite.   

We weep full sore all night, 
〈◊〉.   
By day our tears do fall  
Our eyes are sore, our cheeks are wet  
Yet on the lord we call.   

They that did love us once, 
Vau.   
& were our friends in show  
Are turned to gall▪ and do us kill  
As fierce as doth our foe.    

The second depth  

OUr prince is made a slave  
To sit with folk most base,  
We find no rest but woe and moan, 
Zain.   
& shame doth fill our face.   

our sin, our sin hath grieved  
The lord of hosts full sore.  
Our shame, our shame for that doth come. 
Heth.   
On us now more, and more.   

Our things of worth the foe  
Hath seized all to his hand  
They stain the church of thy great name 
Teth.   
We can them not with stand.   

The facts that we have done  
Are all filths in his sight.  
He plucks us down, & none doth build, 
Jod.   
Not one will do us right.   

We sigh for bread in want  
We give our wealth for it.  
O help sweet lord for we are vile 
Caph.   
O draw us from this pit.   

O let all those that pass  
Look on my woe, & see 
Lamed   
If ere they saw the like of this  
That now is done to me.    

The third depth.  

IN all my bones is fire  
A net my feet hath caught  
God turns his face, & makes me faint 
Mem.   
His wrath it hath me taught.   

His hand is on my neck,  
His yoke hath bound me sore 
Nun.   
He bears his hand so hard on me  
That I can rise no more.   

My men of force are gone,  
My young men crushed with might  
My maids, & babes are trod to dust 
samech   
And all this in my sight.   

For these things weeps mine eie●…  
My soul is far from glee  
The foe doth force me to this woe▪ 
Ai●….   
And none doth care for me.   

We stretch our hands for help▪  
And none doth take a care  
We are as is the filth of all 
Pe.   
They look not how we fare   

Yet thou art just o lord  
For we have gone from thee  
Thou wilt us help for this at last. 
Zade.   
O show thy face to me.    

The fourth dept.  

MY Priests gave up the ghost  
While they did seek for meat  
The old men eke gave up their breath 
Koph.   
O lord our woe is great.   

I am in grief o lord  
Mine hart is filled with woe  
The sword doth kill, & Death doth rage. 
Resch.   
For that thou art my foe.   

When I do sigh, & groan  
No eye doth care for me.  
My foes do joy, & glad themselves 
Shin.   
My woe, & moan to see.   

O let my sighs o lord,  
Loud cry make in thine 〈◊〉  
I have done ill, cleanse me of that 
Than.   
And rid mine eyes from tear●….   

O lord why with a cloud,  
So black of wrath, & ire  
Hast thou us clad, and cast us down 
Aleph.   
Why are we burnt with fire?   

The lord doth raze our race,  
Our stock, our flock, our all;  
Down to the ground he dings us fast 
Beth.   
Our prince, our peers do fall.    

The fifth depth.  

THe strength of all our house 
Gimel.   
Is spent, yea all is gone  
●…he lords fierce wrath hath cut us of  
To help us there is none.   

●…e bends his bow at us 
Daleth.   
He shoots us through full sore  
He kills the choice of all our flock  
O lord what wilt thou more?   

Our forts of fence, & strength 
Herald   
Our fields so fresh, so full  
●…re all laid waste, our goods, our babes  
Our foes from us do pull.   

The king, & Priest at once 
V●….   
The church, & state do wai●…  
The days of feasts are turned to fa●…  
The lord he doth us quail.   

The lord hath cast down all 
Zain.   
They roar, & make a noise  
With in thy house o'god ou●… king  
Where once was hard our voice   

Our, brickwall, our wealth, our state, 
Heth.   
Our god will lay full low.  
His hand is bend to strick us all  
Thy will o lord is so.    

The sixth depth.  

The law, and all is gone 
Teth.   
No priest, no peer of light  
●…he lord hath rid us of them all  
Not one doth come in sight.   

The grave men of our state 
jod.   
The sage, & such as giude  
●…oe sit on ground in dust, & clay  
With sack they clothe their side   

●…ine eyes to see this fail, 
Caph.   
with tears they drop, & melt  
●…he babes do sown in midst of street  
Such woe, & want they felt.   

●…hey cry for bread, for drink 
Lamed.   
To all that stand them nigh,  
And in their laps that gave them suck  
They faint, & fail, & die.   

What woe is like to ours? 
Me●….   
Our breach as seas do roa●…  
There's none can help, or heal our wo●…  
O lord our grief is sore.   

They that should see, & say, 
Nun.   
And tell us of our sin  
Have taught us things both vil●… & vain●…  
No good we find there 〈◊〉   

All such as pass us by 
samech   
Do scoff at us, & mock  
Is this the place say they 〈◊〉 strengt●…  
Is this the whole earth's rock●…    

The seaventh depth.  

Our foes do hi●…se, & gnash 
Ain.   
Their teeth, & thus do say  
●…his is the day we have sought for  
To bring thee down for aye   

●…ut lord this is thine act 
Pe.   
To throw us down each one  
●…dayes of old it was thy will  
To bruise us bone by done.   

Our tears do shower on us 
Zade.   
To thee our hearts do cry  
●…y day, & night we take no rest  
Our souls do faint, & dye.   

We cry out in the night 
Koph.   
Like babes we hold up hands  
We faint for want of bread o lord  
O rid us of these bands   

O see sweet lord the babes 
Resh   
That are but a span long  
We eat for food, our Pree●… are slay●…  
And cast out as the dung.   

The young, & old on ground 
Shin.   
Are cast, & ●…aint, & die  
Our maids so fresh, so fair in hew●…  
Are killed, & cast them by▪   

Naught else but fears o lord 
Th●…u.   
Do wake us day, & night  
It is the day of thy fierce wrat●…  
Of foes, of war, of spite.     

A METAPHRASE.  
●…F THE THIRD Chap●…r of jeremy's Lamentations for ●…e sacking, & burning of jerusalem, and 〈◊〉 temple, by Nebuchadnezer king of ●…abell, and by Nebuzaradan the captain of his guard, put into monosyllables of great Britain's language.  
And is set to the tune of I lift mine hart to thee. PSAL. XXV.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. JOHN GREENWELL on of the Assistants of the most worthy company of marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:  All joy, & happiness in Christ. 
Well-beloved in the lord. We are all strangers here in the earth, our home is above in heaven. It was a great grief to gods Israel to tune the songs of Zion in a strange country. How then is it with us, that we like so well of the things here, & think not of the blessings above. Jerusalem was once the mistress of the world, th●… Metropolis of the earth, & ye●… when the world's darling fo●… gatt god she was laid in the dus●… That is the cause of the Prophe●… lamentation. Indeed who would not shower down tears to 〈◊〉 the holy place de●…iled, & Ierusa●… made an heap of stones? But we see no place be it never so glorio●… in our eyes, no persons be they never so gracious in the sight of men that can escape gods 〈◊〉 when he will scourge The Turks have encroached into Christendom, & made that ●…itty of Constantinople which was once the glory of the east, a very cage of unclean Mahumetans. What Christians hart doth not bleed to see it? to hear of it? We have cause to lament this. The prophe●… ●…ad reason to condole that. O that our hearts were touched with remorse for the poor distressed Christians that live tributaries to the misbelieving. Turk. Consider in these hymns the condition of god's people so subject to moan & misery. God direct all our ●…arts toward him in wealth, in woe, in all. And so I commending you to god with the rest▪ in the saving mercies of jesus Christ, Am.  
Yours because of Christ. W. LO.   


The first depth.  

1.  
I am the man o lord  
Have felt thy wrath, thy rod  
O send me help in this my woe  
My lord, my Christ, my god.   

2.  
Thy storms, & clouds of ire  
Do beat me day, & night  
Thou showst me woe, & waste, & war  
And hidst from me the light.   

3.  
All the day long o lord  
Thine hand is turned 'gainst me  
No help, no hope, no joy, no mirth  
That I poor wretch can see.   

4.  
My flesh, & skin are vile▪  
And parched as in a drought,  
My bones, my hart are broke 〈◊〉 〈◊〉  
This lord thy wrath hath wroug●…   

5.  
O lord thou mak'st a fo●…  
With me to war, & fight  
With gall▪ & grief thou dost me 〈◊〉  
And none will do me right▪   

6.  
As they that long are dead,  
And clean cast out of mind  
So am I set in night of death  
With w●…, & grief all pinned.    

The second depth.  

1.  
AN hedge is pight me round  
To close me in this woe  
●… can'not stir thy chains me bind  
O lord what shall I do?   

2.  
And when I cry, & roar  
In all my grief, & gall  
He shuts me out, & will not hear  
Ne cares he for my call.   

3.  
He ramzes me in so fast.  
With stones, & clay full thick  
My paths he croaks, & gives no ease  
My soul is faint, & sick.   

4.  
As bears do tear their prey,  
And wait more blood to spill  
So hath my foes me rend, & tom●…  
As if it were thy will.   

5.  
I piece, by piece am hauled,  
And pulled by hand to rags  
I by myself do sit, & weep,  
While my foe sits, & brags.   

6.  
Thy bow o lord is bend,  
To shoot at my pale face  
I am a mark for shafts to hit  
O yet show me some grace.    

The third depth.  

1.  
FOr see the shafts do stick  
In all my raynes through out  
I am the butt, & none but I  
At which shoots all the rout.   

2.  
My foes make me their jest  
And song by night, & day  
Where is thy god, thy lord, thy help  
Thus they to me do say.   

3.  
Mine hart is fraught with gall,  
My blood is drunk up still  
With shame, & grief I wail, & waste  
Make hast me lord to kill   

4.  
My strength is dashed, my teeth  
Are broke with in my head  
Thou layst on load on me poor  
I wish I were clean dead 〈◊〉   

5.  
My soul doth not once hear  
Of peace, of grace, of light  
I can▪ not call to mind my state  
That once I had in sight.   

6.  
O lord my strength, my hope▪  
My help I look from thee.  
But all is gone, & there is none  
That cares, nor looks to me▪    

The fourth depth.  

1.  
●… call to mind sweet god  
This moan, this woe of mine  
●…his gall, this grief, this plaint, this cry  
For I o lord am thine   

2.  
●…y soul is faint, & fails  
When I to mind do call  
●…y grief hath made me cry, and roar  
To see my woe, & fall.   

3.  
●…et have I hope in thee  
That thou wilt help at last,  
〈◊〉 wilt not quite my soul for aye  
From thy sweet sight out cast.   

4.  
It is thy love o lord  
That I am not quite fold,  
And rid from earth, both branch & root  
And closed up in the mould.   

5.  
Thou failest me not in morn,  
All night I feel thy stay,  
Thy hand is great, & in thy truth  
Thou hearst what I do say.   

6.  
For thou o lord art mine  
My soul doth hope in thee  
Thou art my lot, my land, my rent  
Once more lord set me free    

The fifth depth.  

1.  
O thou art good o lord  
To them that wait, & tend  
To souls that seek, & sue to thee  
Thou dost thy grace down send   

2.  
It is right good o lord  
To hope for help from thee  
For of thee lord is all man's good  
O show thy smile to me.   

3.  
It is full good for man  
In youth to bear thy rod  
For he shall learn there by to know  
The lord to be his god.   

4.  
Then sits he pale, & wan▪  
And mute with out a pe●…are  
He will take heed all times that 〈◊〉  
Do searue the lord in fear   

5.  
And if he see there's hope  
His mouth from dust will cry,  
And to the lord make plaint, & 〈◊〉  
To day that he doth dye.   

6.  
He gives his cheek to such  
As smite him, & do taunt  
He will not give his ear to those  
That vain & vile things cha●…    

The sixth depth.  

1.  
●…He lord doth not for aye  
Cast of his choice of men  
●…ut though they grieve yet in his tyme.  
He takes them from that den.   

2.  
●…or by his will the lord  
Grieves not his flock at all  
●…ot doth he crush the sons of men  
When they on him do call.   

3.  
●…e rights men in their ill▪  
The face of the most high  
●… set to help the flock of Christ  
Yea he will draw them nigh.   

4.  
Out of gods own sweet mo●…  
Comes forth not good, & ill  
When we are plagued it is our 〈◊〉  
That doth our dear souls kill▪   

5.  
Let us then search our ways,  
And turn to our good god  
So shall he quite put far from  
His scourge, his plague, his 〈◊〉   

6.  
Lift up both hand, & hart  
To him that dwells on hi●…  
And show our sins, ours 〈◊〉 〈◊〉  
Lest that for them we die.    

The seventh depth.  

1.  
●…Hou hast us slain o lord  
And hidst us with a cloud  
●… that our suit comes not to thee  
Though we do cry full loud   

2.  
●…e are as dross, and dung,  
Our foes do on us rage  
fear, & snare is come on us,  
And that from age, to age.   

3.  
●…ine eyes cease not to weep  
But day, by day we moan  
●…ill thou o lord dost look from high,  
& ease us of our groan.   

4.  
My eyes, and hart do ache,  
The one with tears doth run●…  
My hart it sobs, & sighs full so●…  
For that which I have done.   

5.  
Men chase me like a bird,  
They have cut of my life  
They cast great stones to keep m●… dow●…  
They kill me in their strife.   

6.  
Yet from these depths o lord  
I have called on thy name  
Thou to my voice wilt give an 〈◊〉  
And ease me of the same.    

The eight depth.  

1.  
THou wontst to say, Fear not,  
Thou wontst my cause to plead  
●…nd to the streams of love, & life  
Thou waste want me to lead.   

2.  
●… lord my wrong thou seest  
judge thou my cause with those.  
●…hat gape, & hope to eat me up  
With rage they do me close   

3.  
●…hou lord hast hard their cries  
How they do rage, & roar  
●…owe they do spite, & spit at me  
And rave still more, & more.   

4.  
They make their songs on me  
They jest, & gibe, & mock  
When they sit down, or rise, 〈◊〉 wal●…  
They flout, they fear thy floc●…   

5.  
Give them their lot o lord,  
Look on the work the wroug●…  
Give them thy curse with grief of ha●…  
That have my woe thus sough●…   

6.  
Cast them all clean from thee  
Let not the earth them bear  
For that they do not seek to the  
But rage with out all fear.     

A METAPHRASE.  
Of the fourth, and fifth Chapters of jeremy's Lamentations for the sacking, & burning of jerusalem, and the temple▪ by Nebuchadnezer king of Babel, and by Nebuzaradan the captain of 〈◊〉 guard, put into monosyllables of great Britain's language.  
And is set to the tune of I lift mine hart to thee. PSAL. xxv.   

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. JOHN STAMP, merchant one of the company of the Merchants-Adventurers residing at Hamborough.  Eternal bliss in Christ jesus. 
MINE unfeigned love in Christ unto you. No wise man would sell his thoughts for all the world. For as they are much pleasing to a man's self so are they beneficial unto others. I little thought when I began to make an Essay into this business that it would have enlarged itself into eleven branches. What it is, & as it is▪ Even the all of it I devote to all my table-brothers▪ Wherein yourself have a part. I shall desire your aecentance with the rest And even so herein I commend my love to you, my lines to the world's rensure, & the use of them to gods children; for whose s●…ke I have endeavoured this Thus 〈◊〉 my prayers for your succesfu●… prosperity in all things. I leave yo●… to gods saving grace. Remaying  
Your affectionate W. LO.   


The first depth.  

1.  
How is our gold so dim?  
The fine gold how ist lost?  
The stones of the lords house are waste  
This is our case, our cost.   

2.  
Our sons that were so strong  
Are trod as clay in street,  
And as the pots so are they broke  
They crush them with their feet.   

3.  
The forms of fish in sea,  
That are most strange to see  
Yea they to young ones yield their breasts  
with us this may not be.   

4.  
The babe that sucks is dry,  
For bread the young ones cry,  
But bread, & breast they can hau●… no●…  
And so they faint, & dye.   

5.  
They that did feed most fine  
The crusts most course would have▪  
They that put on their robs of silk●…  
The pig's ●…oote seeks, & crave▪   

6.  
The woe that we do bear  
Is far more great than when  
our god did rain fell fire from skey,  
And burned the sons of men.    

The second depth.  

1.  
THey that were pure as snow,  
And white as is the milk  
That looked so red, so fresh, so fair,  
And clad themselves with silk.   

2.  
They are as black as coal,  
By face they are not known;  
Their skin is parched, & cleaves to bones  
They wail, they weep, they moan.   

3.  
They whom the sword doth kill  
We count in a good case,  
●…or they that live do pine for want,  
Both they, & all their race.   

4.  
The babes that suck the 〈◊〉  
We seeth for meat in po●…,  
Or else we pine for want of 〈◊〉  
Our limbs do fade, & r●….   

5.  
The lord is wrath with us,  
On us he showers his ire,  
And we are clean put out of 〈◊〉  
He burns us up with fire.   

6.  
The kings of all the earth  
Do stand in maze to see.  
Our foes march in our streets 〈◊〉 ro●…  
& we poor souls to flee    

The third depth.  

1.  
BUt this is come to us  
For that we shed the blood  
Of such as were most near to god,  
And showed us all the good,   

2.  
The blood I say of them  
Doth cry 'gainst us to god,  
And now we feel his hand of ire  
His scourge, his whip, his rod.   

3.  
This blood of men so just,  
Hath been our bane, our woe,  
And made us turn our backs from such  
As made themselves our foe.   

4.  
For we carded not for Priest.  
Nor those that did us good,  
But were both fierce, & fell to them  
We strove to sheed their blood.   

5.  
For this our eyes do watch,  
And wait, & still do fail.  
No help, no hand is stretched to ●…▪  
And so we faint, & quail.   

6.  
The foe doth hunt our steps  
As we go in the street  
They kill, they cry, they roar on v●…  
They tread us with their feet    

The fourth depth.  

1.  
THey hunt us in the fields  
On hills in dales they kill  
We dare not once look out of door  
Our streets with dead they fill.   

2.  
The breath of all our lives  
Is caught fast in their snare,  
And left he is in plight full ill,  
Both base, & poor, & bare.   

3.  
Let these be glad that devil  
far of out of this place  
Take heed lest you do move the lord.  
'Gainst you to turn his face.   

4.  
For he hath plagued us sore  
For all our sins, & ill,  
And yet we hope he will lokeb●…  
And cease our folk to ki●….   

The V. CAP.  

5.  
O lord call thou to mind  
What is come on us all  
Take heed to us that in our w●…  
To none but thee do call.   

6.  
Our lands, our rents, our all  
The foe from us do take.  
The folk that are to us most strange  
A prey of us do make.     

The fift●… depth.  

1.  
Our babes do know no sires,  
And they that gave the breast  
Do sit, and sigh, & roar, & cry,  
Ne can they take their rest.   

2.  
Our drink to us is sold,  
Our wood we buy full dear,  
And all this ill is come on us  
For th●…e we did not fear.   

3.  
Our necks are pressed with yokes  
On us they lie full sore.  
We moil, & toil, & have no rest  
O lord what wilt thou mor●…   

4.  
To those that be our foes  
For bread we give our hands  
They tyre on us, & make a prey,  
They break in to our lands.   

5.  
They that are dead, & gone,  
O lord have done the sin,  
And we poor souls do pay the price,  
These take us in their gin.   

6.  
Base slaves whom we did beat,  
o'er us now rule, and tyre,  
& there is none that doth us help  
Our feet sticks in the mire.    

The sixth depth.  

1.  
OUr bread we get with dread,  
It costs us half our life  
●…e wail in midst of woe, & waste  
All night, all day in strife.   

2.  
Our skin like to a Moor  
Is black for want of meat  
Our parts are parched to skin, and bone  
Thy wrath o lord is great.   

3.  
Our maids they make a prey  
To serve their minds, & lusts  
Our wives they wrong in all our sights,  
Yet lord thy hand is just.   

4.  
By hand our prince they hang,  
The old men they do scorn  
Our gree●…e doth last till it be night,  
And eke till it be morn.   

4.  
They make our young on●… 〈◊〉  
And toil like horse in mill.  
Their backs they load with bat●… of 〈◊〉  
Till that they do them kill.   

5.  
The old men sit no more  
To judge the cause in gate  
The young men wail that want to sing  
Oh when will be our date   

6.  
Our joy of hart is gon●…  
Our dance is turned to moan  
our minds do muse of nought but woe  
We sit, & sigh, & groan.    

The seaventh depth.  

1.  
THe crown is gone from us,  
And all the rule is fled,  
What shall we do o lord our god  
Our sin hath struck us dead.   

2.  
For sin our hart is faint,  
For sin our eyes are dim,  
For sin our foes do war on us,  
And rend us limb, by limb.   

3.  
Our hills, and dales are waste  
The fox do room, & range,  
These things to see our hearts do bleed,  
To us it is most strange.   

4.  
Yet lord thou art for aye,  
Thy throne is set full sure  
Thou canst us help, when hope is gone  
O lord now do us cure.   

5.  
Why then dost hide thy face?  
And wilt not on us look  
Thou wilt at last thy grace us give  
That is written in thy book.   

6.  
Turn to us lord we pray,  
And then we shall see grace,  
O give to us the days of old,  
Thy name set in this place.   

7.  
What shall thy wrath like fire  
Still last, and burn, & kill  
O cease sweet lord we do thee pray  
So shalt thou find no ill.     

Seven dumps  
ON THE SEVEN WORDS ●…hat Christ spoke on the cross which show the seven depths of the laws curse, which our lord did feel for our sins.  
And is set to the tune of I lift mine hart to thee.  PSAL. XXV.  

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. GEORGE FRANKLYN on of the Assistants of the most worthy company of marchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:  
Grace here, Glory hereafter in Christ.  
Loving, and beloved. The words of a dying father, or of a dying friend are want to take deep impression in the minds, & memories of good natures. Whose words shall pierce, if the words of our Christ our dying Christ, and that for us, & his last also. Whose I say if not his? To you I send the last words of Christ, in the last place, yet you are not the least in my love. The first in intention, is last in excecution. And nothing is conveayed to the intellectual powers that is not first in the sensible parts. It was gods purpose of our Christ even in the creation, that he should be thus upon the cross. See then your Christ at his last. Tune your doleful dumps to a sad soul, and joy in sobs. For he prays, cries, yells, promiseth, perfecteth all, that we may be all in all with god. What can be more? Christ passion is the model of our profession, yea the medal of our perfection. For god's strength is perfected in our weakness.  
We may sow in tears, we shall reap in joy. Let my spring be wet so that I may have a plentiful Autumn I care not. Vir dolorum can best tune his voice to dolours. If god will have it so, His will be done. He did so with his own. We cannot imagine our condition free. God giude us through all by his saving grace, To which I shall ever recommend you, and rest.  
Your more than much affectionate. W. LO.   


1.  
O god my soul lift up,  
& stretch mine hart in twain  
That it may feel, & fail, & die  
For life is in this pain.   

2.  
My poor hart is so full,  
& fraught with thought of thee  
That it's nigh rend to see thy love  
So much, so main for me   

3.  
O take thy cross, and nails,  
And strain my hart at length  
That thy dear love may not be penned,  
But show my soul thy strength   

4.  
And now my thoughts are free  
Thy love to view in sight  
My hart doth pant for that no more  
It feels here of thy might   

5.  
O fill my hart once more,  
And stretch, & strain it still  
That I may loath, & love no more  
My sin that brought this ill.   

6.  
But I want space in hart,  
And grace in all my life,  
To end my smart in sight of this,  
And sins that are so rife.   

7.  
But since my hart o god  
Holds not a sight of thee  
O do thou lord hold fast my hart  
And show thy love to me.   

The first Dump.  
ON THE FIRST WORD.  Father forgive them for they know not what they do. Luck 23. verse 34. 

1.  
WHat voice is this so shrill,  
That sounds thus in mine ear  
O put from them their sins o god  
That knows not what's thy fear.   

2.  
Is not thy voice o Christ?  
On cross when thou didst hang,  
And eke for those that did thee kill  
Is't not thy voice that sang?   

3.  
A tune to god on high,  
With which his ear was pleased,  
To see thy dear love stretch so far  
& made the world so eased.   

4.  
They known not what they did  
Was ere such a thing seen.  
To pray for those that made a prey  
In woes so sharp so keen.   

5.  
O soul full oft thou hast  
Not known what thou hast done  
No way for help to cure that grief  
But in thy Christ gods son.   

6.  
O pray my soul for them  
That hate thee to the grave,  
And let not wrath lodge with thee once  
Its Christ that must thee save.   

7.  
When foes do curse, bless them  
For Christ hath taught thee so;  
who prayed for such as did him kill  
And brought to curse, & woe.    

The next dump.  
ON THE NEXT WORD.  Verily I say unto thee, This day shalt thou be with me in paradise. Luck. 23. v. 43. 

1.  
O soul look up to this,  
And hark what voice thou hearst,  
Thy Christ in midst of gripes of death  
Doth hear, what ist thou fearest?   

2.  
Then sure he will thee hear,  
And give ear to thy cry,  
Now that he sits on throne in state  
& is thy god so nigh.   

3.  
A thief doth cry, & call,  
Christ hears him by, and by  
O soul thy Christ will hear thee sure  
If thou dost call, & cry   

4.  
O learn it is but one  
To whom Christ grants an ear  
That sued to him in death at last,  
And sought him in his fear.   

5.  
Yet it is one my soul  
Lest thou shouldst faint, & dye,  
And that thy Christ would not thee hear  
In death when thou shalt cry.   

6.  
And yet it is but one,  
Lest soul thou shouldst be proud,  
And think that god would hear thee still  
When that thy cry is loud   

7.  
O learn sweet soul by this  
To sue to god in life,  
& drive not of till death do come  
To die in jar, & strife.    

The third Dump.  
ON THE THIRD WORD.  Behold thy mother, Behold thy son. John. 19 v. 26. 27 

1.  
SEe soul if ere the like  
Was hard that now is seen.  
That Christ should care in midst of death,  
And griefs that were so keen.   

2.  
For those that could not help,  
But saw him in that plight.  
Burst soul, and die to see his love  
To her that bore his might.   

3.  
And eke to him whose loan  
Was fixed sure in his breast  
That Christ should care in midst of grief  
That he should live in rest   

4.  
She that whose seed did bruise  
The head of hell, & death  
Hath hart all pressed with woe, and grief  
To see Christ lose his breath   

5.  
O child see that thou love,  
And look, and long for good  
To those that have thee borne, & bred,  
& are thee nigh in blood.   

6.  
Shall not our Christ love those  
Think you, that serve him still,  
And have a care of all such folk  
That seek to do his will?   

7.  
My soul they are all dear  
He cares for all their seed,  
Ne shall there one that serves ou●… god  
Be void of his full meed.    

The fourth dump.  
ON THE FOURTH WORD.  My god, my god why hast thou forsaken me? MAT. 27. VERS. 46. 

1.  
O now my soul give ear  
To this great cry, and yell.  
That shakes the heavens, & moves the earth  
And tears the powers of hell.   

2.  
My god, my god cries Christ  
Why puts thou me thee fro,  
And why, dost hide thy face from me  
As if I were thy foe.   

3.  
O soul he cries for thee  
That thou mayst have gods light,  
And ne'er be cast in pit full low,  
And hid out of his sight.   

4.  
This cry did dark the sun  
In full smile of its beams  
O soul doth not it dim thy sight,  
And cause of tears full streams?   

5.  
My soul great is our sins  
That caused these groans, & cries  
My ears that hear, are dull, and deaf.  
My hart it faynts, & dies.   

6.  
What pain didst thou o Christ  
For me base wretch then bear  
That thou didst yell, & cry, & roar  
In such great grief, & fear.   

7.  
Wast not that I might ne'er  
Feel god go from my hart?  
Wast not o Christ that I might no●…  
Of hell once feel the smart?    

The fifth dump.  
ON THE fifth WORD.  I thirst. john. 19 v. 28. 

1.  
What thirst was this o Christ  
That thou dist feel so fell  
That made thee call for drink in drought  
That caused thee thus to yell.   

2.  
Wast not for my poor soul  
Thou didst cry in thy thirst?  
That I might taste the streams of joy  
That man had at the first   

3.  
And ne'er to thirst for aye,  
But have the streams full glad  
That joy the hart, & soul, & all,  
And bless the mind that's sad.   

4.  
Thou art the rock oh Christ  
From whence the source doth flow  
That makes us feel no thirst at all  
But up wards for to grow.   

5.  
Come to this source my soul,  
And drench thy deep sad mind  
Thou cast not choose but here thou must  
A well of bliss sure find   

6.  
For Christ didst thirst for thee  
That thou mights drink I say  
The streams that flow from throne of god  
where Christ doth devil for aye   

7.  
All souls do thirst for this  
All saints for this do cry,  
& bray as hearts do for the floods,  
And so to faint, & dye.    

The sixth dump.  
ON THE sixth WORD  It is finished. JOHAN 19 vers. 30. 

1.  
Now all is done my soul  
That can be done for thee  
The hours of death, & powers of hell  
Are all put far from me   

2.  
Christ now hath paid the debt,  
The bond in two is rend  
The law, the curse, the woe, the cross  
Is laid on him that's sent.   

3.  
Lo Christ hath ta'en from thee  
Thy sin, thy shame, thy cross,  
And rid thee from the hags of hell  
That would have wrought thy loss   

4.  
Now is the world all judged  
All powers of death, & hell  
Have done their worst, & now in woe  
Do cry, & roar, & yell.   

5.  
It's done, It's done saith Christ  
Ye all is past, & clear  
That thou my soul mayst live in bliss,  
& be to god most dear   

6.  
Is this the way oh Christ,  
That we taste woe with thee,  
That so we may once rule, & reign  
And thy sweet face still see.   

7.  
O let thy will o lord,  
Be done of us in fine.  
And by us let thy will be done  
That still we may be thine.    

The seventh dump.  
ON THE SEVENTH WORD.  Father into thy hands do I commend my spirit. Luck. 23. vers. 46. 

1.  
O come joy of mine hart,  
& seize my soul with this,  
What is there ought in the wide world  
That can be more to bliss.   

2.  
Then for my soul to hear  
My Christ his soul to give,  
In to the hands of god my lord  
There still for aye to live.   

3.  
Now soul thou seest thy bliss,  
And where thou mayst be sure,  
To have thy rest, thy joy, thy stay  
Thy love, thy life, thy cure.   

4.  
O blessed are they that die,  
They rest from all their care  
When once the lord doth set them free  
What Death, or Hell can dare?   

5.  
In his o soul thy Christ  
For thine made suit to god  
Thou needst not fear the day of death  
Nor grave, nor hell his rod   

6.  
For thou art safe in him  
That keeps thy life in store,  
And it is hid in Christ thy lord  
What canst thou wish now more.   

7.  
O soul Die in these words  
Give up thyself in fine  
To god in Christ, & fear no ill  
For he says, Thou art mine.     

To him that made these Hymns.  

WHen with my thoughts I view thy saint like muse  
How on while drenched in sobs, & sighs for sin.  
And yet more l●…w, the Paths of death doth use.  
There seized with grief: yet prays: then sours even in  
Heaven's gate itself: and there true love doth find  
And then its Christ doth see, and view: his pain  
His cross: his speare-pearst side, his grief of mind  
Thence dumpt betwixt joy, & grief: as: on half slain  
I must, even at thy muse how well: how fit it lymms.  
It's grief, sobs, sighs, & tears, in tunes, in songs, & hymns   
I. P.   

To him that made these hymns  

there's but one god, that this world one hath made,  
One Christ, one Truth, one faith, one hope, one love,  
To serve this one, in hymns of ones, dost shade  
Thy zeal, to teach us that in one we move.  
Lo, as thy hymns be ones, so is thy name but odd,  
How fit? both name, & hymns do join to praise one god,   

Thus ten, & one, in one thou hast now framed,  
That we in one should keep the law often,  
Thus by seven, & seven thou hast them so named  
For seven times seven day by day we break them.  
Lo, your hymns, of one▪ Ten, & one, & seven by seven  
Learns, god to laud, his law to keep, the way to heaven.   
G. F.